The Rise of Eve… and the Courage to Trust Again

The Rise of Eve… and the Courage to Trust Again

9/20/2025

By Florida Night Train®

Not long ago, I confronted the men. In my editorial originally entitled “The Fall of Adam” now known as “When Men Hide, The World Burns” I held up a mirror and demanded they stop hiding, stop blaming, stop abdicating their place. I called them back to their post. And now, Eve, I turn to you. Not to wound, but to heal. Not to condemn, but to invite.

I understand why you retreat. I know why your heart is guarded. Large majority of us men in generations past have failed families. Too many were handed examples of men who were absent, weak, distracted, or abusive. And when those are the first men a woman knows, it leaves an imprint. Distrust becomes a reflex. Avoidance becomes armor. And the soul learns how to live alone even in a crowd of people, hobbies, and work.

Dr. Jordan Peterson often points out that “when women grow up without strong, positive male role models…whether fathers, mentors, or other figures…they may not have a clear template for what a healthy, trustworthy, and principled man looks like. As a result, when they finally meet a man who genuinely embodies those qualities…someone who is strong, respectful, and capable of responsible leadership…it can feel unfamiliar or even a bit disorienting to them.” Peterson’s view is that this isn’t a flaw in women, but rather a reflection of how important good male role models are for everyone. In other words, encountering a truly decent man can be a transformative but initially confusing experience if they haven’t seen that kind of masculinity before. It’s essentially about the power of positive examples and how they shape our expectations and comfort levels.

I don’t fault you for that. I see you. I respect the survival instinct. But I also need you to consider this: the walls that you feel protect also imprison. Avoidance may feel safe, but it is a thief. It spares you heartbreaks, but it starves you of healing. And if every door stays closed, how will love ever enter? How will you ever be seen, truly seen, and unconditionally cherished?

Suspicion will keep out liars, yes … but it will also keep out the one man who would have stayed. A closed heart cannot be betrayed, but it also cannot be truly treasured in depth.

Men are rising. I know because I’ve called them. I’ve demanded they grow responsible, mature, disciplined. To confront their emotions, govern their hearts, and stop pointing fingers like our fathers did and our fathers’ fathers. And though many still refuse, some have listened. Some are rising. Some are becoming the kind of men worth your trust. I have received great feedback from them in my last editorial. They get it and they are thankful.

So, what does such a man look like?

He is self-aware: he knows his weaknesses and works on them.
He is responsible: he owns his failures, he does not hide.
He is disciplined: he governs his emotions and his appetites.
He is protective: not controlling, but creating safety.
He is honorable: respecting women, children, and himself.
He is principled: rooted in values greater than his ego.

Yes, these men exist. Not flawless, but faithful. Not perfect, but progressing. They are the kind of men who build rather than destroy. And when you meet such a man, will you recognize him? Or will distrust blind you into thinking his strength is control, his boundaries manipulation, his pursuit somehow toxic? Some women confuse boundaries with control, and strength with manipulation ……. but discernment is not domination. When a man refuses to drift, his focus is not toxicity; it is leadership. Healthy masculinity is not a threat to you …… it is a covering. It is not a cage …… it is a compass. It does not suffocate your identity … it creates space for it to flourish…

And what do these men seek in return? Not perfection. Not pretense. But truth.
They seek women who respect them …. because respect fuels a man’s soul.
They seek honest vulnerability …. because they cannot build with deception.
They seek grace ….. because they too are flawed.
They seek loyalty ….. because without it, no kingdom stands.
They seek women who inspire …. not by competing, but by complementing.
They seek women who nurture life ……. because a home must be built, not just lived in.

They seek women who are ….. in pursuit of improving themselves.

And here, Eve, is where your power lies.

Do you not see the unbelievable influence you possess? The divine intoxicating power within you? A single look from you …. when it is real, when it is unguarded …… can pierce a man’s armor and let him see your bare soul, almost as an offering. A handful of words spoken from your lips can ignite in him a fire no battlefield could quench.

“I respect you. I believe in you. I trust your heart. I see you. I want you. I thank you for what you do. I know your struggles, and I believe in you. The children adore you. We are proud of you.”

Do you not see what those words do? What an unguarded true look from your soul can do? A man will go to war on that fuel. He will endure hardship, conquer weakness, fight for legacy, and bleed for love. That is what we are hardwired for. It is a call of destiny. Our purpose. Those words …… sincere, simple, but true …… can trigger growth in a man in ways I am afraid only few modern women now realize. This, is the unbelievable influence you forfeit by staying closed. Even strength has boundaries. Patience and loyalty are noble, but they are not endless. What is steadfast must also be respected, for when it is ignored too long, it withdraws … not in anger, but in order and dignity. And once it is gone, it rarely returns.

Because communication is the foundation that makes a bond flourish. Without it, even love that is deep and true cannot survive. With it, trust grows, dignity is preserved, and two lives move forward together instead of drifting apart.

Try it, and see.

The truth is, good men are not afraid of strong women. Good men are not hindered by strong women … they just refuse to build with “closed” women. Women who punish themselves or tomorrow’s man for yesterday’s hurt. Women who would rather retreat behind suspicion than risk being known.

Eve, I ask you …… will you keep retreating behind walls of silent invulnerable solitude? Will you keep letting the failures of broken men dictate how you receive good men? Or will you be brave enough to trust again …… slowly, wisely, but truly?

Because partnership cannot be forged by one side alone. Masculinity at its best protects, provides, and honors. Femininity at its best inspires, ignites, and nurtures. Together they heal what is broken. Together they restore what Adam and Eve lost in the garden.

Partnership is not theory … it is motion. It is a ride. Picture it: the motorcycle is the marriage. The man grips the handlebars, steady through the curves, leaning into the bends, guiding through the valleys and climbing the ridges. His hands bear the responsibility to keep the ride on course.

But the woman’s arms, wrapped tight around his waist, speak louder than words. They say: “I trust you. I love you. I am with you. I will die with you if I must. I love this ride with you.”

That is the covenant. That is the bond. Not perfection, not ease, not control …… but mutual trust and vulnerability. Two lives moving as one through the unknown roads ahead.

Rise, Eve. Don’t just sit on the bike with your arms folded, waiting for a crash. Wrap your arms around the man who has chosen to ride with you, and whisper the words that give him courage for the road: “I see you. I respect you. I trust you. I’m with you.”

Because when a man rides with such a woman behind him, there is no road too dangerous, no valley too deep, no storm too fierce. He will ride it all, and he will ride it with joy.

But if you keep shutting the door, you may never know what could have been built on the other side.

I speak this with compassion, not bitterness. I have scars of my own. I’ve made mistakes, too many times, and I’ve carried the pain of women who ran when trust was required. I know what it is to be misunderstood, mislabeled, misjudged. And perhaps you know that, too. Perhaps that’s why this burns a little as you read.

Tomorrow does not have to look like yesterday. A good man will not be perfect, but he will be faithful. He will not control you, but he will lead. And his leadership, if you dare to trust it, will not diminish you. It will elevate you.