Showing posts with label Divine Feminine. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Divine Feminine. Show all posts

Tuesday, March 3, 2009

my letter written and sent to the Chief Rabbi of Great Britain, upon completely reading is excellent book

Dear Sir Sacks,

I was blessed to recently read a copy of The Dignity Of Difference, and I thoroughly enjoyed and appreciated it. I am grateful for your mind, and for your ability to express yourself in a way that truly conveys what the issues are that are important for all of us in an increasingly interrelated world.

I am writing to you from the United States, and am a highly intelligent woman, an engineer, single, heterosexual, raised in a Republican home (now Libertarian in my political views), raised-Roman Catholic but now consider myself as not having a specific religion, because none of them really "fit" me, and I do see truth in all of them.

I would like to share my thoughts with you on a topic directly related to your book. I think that the covenant agreements as they presently exist are to be questioned, revitalized and revised to match the truth of who people are, irrespective of gender or age, and to also to include within the agreements that these covenants are open to revision as individuals grow and develop.

The covenant agreements as they are made today are more often than not made between parties who do not consider themselves equitable. For example, parents create a life based on their own perspectives and "traditions" that may not "fit" the identity of the child, and may create a circumstance where a child grows up with a severe identity crisis because of the parent's own limited world view. Also the contract between man and woman in marriage, the man is seen as the leader under a traditional value system, but that the "male breadwinner"/"female caregiver" role has largely disintegrated, and frankly, the woman may be more capable as the economics of industry has turned away from muscle-based labor as its driving forces. Personally the thought of being cherished and treated as a more traditional woman by a man who is more capable in the world than I am is a very welcome idea, but, given my God-given talents and the service I offer to my professional clients, I suspect the relationship I will create with my man may involve aspects which may be somewhat less "traditional".

It has been my observation that the preservation of the dignity of difference of which you speak exists not only between cultures, but between the genders within one culture as well. The role of women in all of the major religious and non-religious cultures in this world is subjected to the subjugation of their opinions and beliefs based on gender. When reading your book, I kept seeing reflected that "every woman is like a jew"... a group of people that is different but lives in direct relationship to all cultures on the planet. And intelligent women of history who carried the culture of women have been condemned as witches and killed for the fear of their wisdom. Women, in recent historically have also been set against one another most often as competitors rather than having a shared culture, and our culturally approved identity absorbed by the dominant (male) culture in which we live... and the "carrot" of what "should" be our "goals" as women (as established by the media, in the absence of an alternate view) set so far out as to be frustrating and unachievable... In short, there is presently no equivalent state of Israel for women, and no Torah, either in virtual-space or physical.

It is clear to me that the issues of women and of real gender equity is essential and inseparable to the global cultural dialogue of which you speak! I completely agree with you that a more localized perspective, and a respect for the role of religion, faith, and family play in the development of personal identity, however, when the sub-set of woman in all cultures is still consistently treated as a minority party of each culture, the dialogue between varying cultures will continue to be contentious. Women are a subset of all cultural groups, and sometimes a majority in population, and yet, all over this world women are bullyied, beheaded, and belittled in the interest of keeping a "culture" to its "fundamental" or "religious" perspectives.

For example, men are chosen as world leaders, but can't leave their house without their wife's assistance at matching their socks... And yet when a woman offers her qualified opinion to her man on work or financial matters, he will often reject it or ignore it or feel like she's not treating him "like a man". But consider this -- how well are men doing with the job of leading nations? Might not a woman's hand in things be of great assistance?

I've often seen this in my work as a lead electrical engineer on projects. Men (particularly older men) who are working on my projects will disregard my comments, but say to me "yes, yes, I reviewed it I'm taking care of it", and persist in doing things "their way" until they hear the very same comment from someone else who is a man, or until I exert my authority a second or third time. I've learned that I must address this without anger, although having my company authorized role and my engineering judgement, ignored and disregarded does feel very personal.

For the past few years, I have been a student of women, men, relationships, and myself, and have reclaimed a more feminine life, after having being raised to think more like a "man" than as a woman. I have forgiven, and continue to forgive, the "traditional" world-view that led me to feel like the identity of who I am was stuffed into a box. The irony is, the part of me that got devalued was the feminine part. I am personally doing the very work of which you talk in your book on a personal level, of forgiving, of remaining open in conversation and moving into my own wholeness.

The only way I personally have been able to come to a sense of centered-ness when dealing with "traditional (male) values (both contractural and covenantial)" was within a group of women that I've found, where we have created our own sub-culture that is focused on the creation of the life each of us individually desires through the spiritual practice of pleasure, receiving, and joy (http://www.mamagenas.com/) and also the art of returning to and honoring the organic feminine movement and shape of living in a woman's body (http://www.sfactor.com/ I'm pleased to say we have classes in the synagogue across the street from the main studio as well!). These groups feel like both a contract and a covenant relationship with these women, and it changes and metamorphosizes regularly. It is made up of women of varied cultural backgrounds (although I do have to say there are more liberals than conservatives within these groups!). As a result my consistent associations with other women, I can now look again at the Roman Catholicism I was raised with and recognize more of its gifts, and not lose my identity in the process.

Thank you for taking the time to read this. I truly enjoyed your book, and will be looking up your work online to read more of it. I truly would love to read your own perspective on the role of women as it relates to and is in parallel to and integral with this cultural identity evolution we are going through... And I suspect it will be women who are most involved in creating this conversation, because we've been dealing with these issues for the whole of our lives when dealing with the cultures of men, as it is also women whose wills are subjugated by force in the interest of fundamentalism and the preservation of a so-called "culture". The evolution of culture and the Dignity of Difference which you speak will be best accomplished when men and women can appreciate and value this within their own homes, with individuals we sleep under the same roof with, in conjunction with the mutual understanding and giving value to vastly different cultures from our own.

Thursday, November 13, 2008

Boob-A-Hedron

OMG..

What Would Bucky Say???

http://brickswithoutstrawenterprises.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-used-to-be-intellectual.html

this is Way Way Way too amusing not to post!!!!!







(Commentary... now that I've stopped laughing....Read it once you've stopped laughing....and thought about why you've been laughing.....about the baby's face, about the weird funky beautiful strangeness, the creativity... digest it for a moment for yourself.... then read....)











my thoughts....

OK OK OK.. this finally explains it... this... crazy... boob-a-hedron...This is the physical form of The Divine Feminine. THIS is the face of what we might call The Goddess. That "thing" that piece of our sacred divinity that is intellectualized and presented in The DaVinci Code and already dropped back into our cultural subconscious which is asserting itself bit by bit....

SHE is LAUGHTER. JOY. ABUNDANCE. HOME.

and desolation. destruction. nature.

It is utterly incomprehensible if you look straight at it. Yes, I know you're reading, and you are cranky about things you don't understand because you keep trying to stuff divinity.. expansive, explosive, all-consuming, into a BOX and GUESS WHAT....????

SHE COMES BACK AGAIN AND AGAIN AND AGAIN.

It is pure joy if you don't think, and just feel.

and it isn't about sex and it isn't about boobies. (well not completely... that's like saying an elephant can be described by feeling its tusk)

For 5000 years GOD has been some old guy with his finger pointing down to adam and giving life. Have ya stopped to think about this and what is wrong with that picture? LIFE comes through a FEMALE BODY. OUR EGG CELLS WERE PRESENT IN OUR GRANDMOTHER'S BODY AT THE TIME OUR MOTHER WAS BEING FORMED. Its Magic!!!! It's our heritage, our ancestry, and it is NOT to be given away so lightly to something known as a Male God!

Don't get me wrong at all. I love men. I think men are great. But I think that if everyone read The Chalice And The Blade they'd wake the f* up and recognize that at one point GOD was a SHE, and for darn good reason!

I think the Divine is BOTH masculine and feminine, because simply ITS MORE FUN THAT WAY. I think the Yin / Yang symbol the Taoists has makes TOTAL sense. Light is a particle and a wave. If you can wrap your head around that duality, you might have half a clue about this one, because it isn't an "opposite" the way you think it is... its entirely different.

The "issue" I have is this:

regardless of your political persuasion, Hillary and Sarah BOTH got picked on Why??? well.... why don't you tell me why? because to me, it looks like someone decided that because they are women, because they were formed in the gender that doesn't match the gender of the so-called-god... that because of this we women are incomplete. we're flawed. in the similar way a person of non-white-european-protestant lineage has been considered flawed. Except... this flaw-finding in women is in so many cultures I don't know where it isn't found.

good god, we WOMEN have HUUUGE EMOTIONS. HOLY CRAP THAT'S TERRIBLE. EMOTIONS? FEELINGS? CONNECTIONS TO ANIMALS, OTHER PEOPLE, THE EARTH, PLANTS, EVERYTHING. WRONG WRONG WRONG.
"NO. EVERYTHING WOULD BE OK IF WOMEN WERE MORE LIKE MEN. CONTROLLED THEMSELVES MORE. WERE MORE LINEAR AND LESS CURVY. MORE INTELLECTUAL."

The Nazis told us that if you tell a lie often enough it becomes the truth. Well guess what. Its time for the emperor to remember he ain't wearing britches. for 5000 years he's been naked, and we've let him get away with it. more's the pity for him.

(Men are NOT superior to women. Different, yes, but not superior.)

Yo... dude. who's been running this planet, hmmm????

and ... How's THAT been working for ya? Really?

Where and who, exactly, did these rules that are throwing our economy into inflation and recession coming from, exactly? WHY?

who made the rules that women's genitals, all over the world, are DESTROYED so that they can't feel pleasure? WHY?

who made the rule that women should live out their lives under a BURKA? and WHY?

Who calls woman "whore" and "slut" and "prude"... and why is a man a "stud" when he has these conquests? WHY? What is the word, the negative, demeaning word, for a man who abstains, or the man who takes as much as he can get? WHY?

WHY are ALL the faults of the world dropped on a female... Eve. Lillith. Whore. Witch. Madonna. Pandora. Prude. Bitch. Cunt. Medusa. The Sea. Banchee. Slut. Golddigger. Bimbo. Good Girl. Maneater. Fallen Woman. Feminazi. Shrew. all nasty little tiny veal-crate boxes to categorize Womankind. WHY?

and why, if we actually fit in these cages of words, do men persist in chasing women?

and yet... men bow down and worship even at the body of a woman. her physical form, having not known who she Really is on the inside. WHY?

nude sculpture and painting is more woman's bodies than men's. ... and .... the men are doing the painting and sculpting. WHY?

men throw away fortunes at nudie bars and strip clubs. WHY?

I don't have to wonder if the Kurgan Hypothesis was true or not in the expansion of culture through Old Europe. What I see around me TODAY is a culture that is OUT OF BALANCE and Aquisitive in a way that far exceeds actual use.

and what I know, from my own study, and my own Personal observation, is that it is time to bring back into flower the Feminine force of Divinity.

And... she's coming back anyway.... A long time ago She was turned into the "Dark Side" and was labeled the Devil, and the truths and wisdom and healing She offered "destroyed" over & over again...

because She is so powerful she is deeply Feared. She cannot be controlled. She can be contained for a time, and she will, in her own way, like water through rock, reassert herself. No matter what you do. No matter what name you call her by, or don't call her by, she returns. And she is ALL consuming.

And really... wouldn't it be better if you welcomed Her back? How do you THINK she is going to respond to You if you've been keeping her in a cage to try to control her? Nature revolts at control. Side effects in pharmaceuticals, anyone? How about depression? Addiction? Cholesterol?

This isn't about being angry any more for me... so don't mistake my exuberance for anger.

it once was about anger... because there was something that nobody explained to me until rather recently. Men don't hear women who are angry, they just hear noise. I have years of experience in this territory. Anything that I had to say, and I had a LOT to say, got buried under the emotions... and discarded by the listener, typically a man. Which had the reaction of making me more angry, and them more disconnected and judgemental. You can see where this got me. It didn't matter if I had something to say if the person couldn't hear it. This was very different for me because I could hear both the emotion and the thought coming in together from another person. And I thought everyone had the expanded listening & hearing range that I did. Its like a person who can see color assuming everyone else can, and being totally confused by everyone else seeing in grayscale. His circuits simply got overloaded when mine were singing out loud.

Maybe its because men have fewer genes than women do on that Y chromosome.

I don't know Y. What I DO know is that to ask any woman to kneel at the feet of a Godhead whose image She was NOT made from... well... that's just stupid.

One last moment:

Mother Earth...female, right??

Sol (the sun) is male, right???

guess what's at the center of the milky way galaxy?

a big black hole.

think about it.




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Monday, October 27, 2008

Ode to my anger

I wandered, aimless,
dressed for sleep and sleepless,
hair unbound and feet bare
unsettled, awake in night.
Searching...

"Embrace the Power of Destruction"
gilt letters carved on a black door.
the air and door, cool to the touch,
I press my hands upon it
and enter.

Circle downward
further downward, on rich, ebony wood.
stairs worn by thousands of footsteps
empty tonight,
save for me.

Sulfur smelling in my nose
a draft of foulness
as I circle
circle
embracing the foulness
my mouth starts to water
my eyes see into the dark.

I am bathed in the fire
oneness in the dark and heat
I seethe, I feel, I ache, I scream
my skin and flesh enraged as I hear
all my children
all my mothers
all my Selves
shrieking in the terrors greeting us all
I feed upon the pain
I am engulfed and destroyed
growing strong in wanton bloodlust
immortal and unbound...

I am Queen of Hell

I am loosed upon the earth.

Holy Terror, Waking Madness, Pure Desolation,
I rip the ground, I set fire to your sky
All you who ever tried to abandon
the Truth
of that which is Dark.

I rip the throat out of the lie you tell yourself
I gut you and feed your belly to the fire
I tear down your edifice. your persona.
I will never Never leave you at peace
you will make your amends to me
cry for mercy
and still... I shall come for you.

I am your mother.
In darkness you were formed and fed off of my body
you shall return to me.

I am your sister.
raped by life and ignorance, and left a living shell
encasing the small unquenched flame of fury

I am your insatiable child
the hunger that screams at night for more
the deep well of shrieking silence

I am myself.
My body... containing the black and unknowable void
the unassailable vaccuum and the life giving furnace.

I am reborn.

I wake...
daybright and lucid
hair unbound and feet bare
my hand on my belly
wiser now for all that is and has been unmade.
all that is mine.
I am Queen of Heaven.

Monday, September 15, 2008

Women and Courage Conference 9/12 - 9/14 .. my reflections

from my notes --

Nitric Oxide is the biochemistry of joy, orgasm, and the white light seen at death (...) Joy doesn't mean nothing bad will ever happen(...)feminine energy sucks in and repairs everything around it (...) let yourself be excited. Don't put off your life(...) You are what the Divine wanted to experience. --- Dr. Christiane Northrup

The kind of leadership that nurtures, empowers, protects is the form of leadership that we are going to need going forward (...) how do I foster change without betraying my essential self (...) it is a confusing time and it is okay to be confused (...) allow yourself to be a participant in the evolution of human consciousness and the creation of a new myth (...) the Mamisima --- Elizabeth Lesser

We are the birthers of humanity. --- Queen Afua

The world is separated into facts, but we live most of our lives in our emotions (...) Rewrite the trauma. -- Loung Ung

Wake up from the Trance of Unworthyness (...) we take false refuge in busyness (...) and that everything is really important and I have to make the right decisions (...) find where we blame and come back into our body, agree to what's happening, and bring compassion and wisdom into the next moment(...) allow situations to unravel themselves(...) vengance is a lazy form of grief(...) ---Tara Brach

We do not need to ask for permission(...) with men as editors, museum curators, they act as "gatekeepers", who get to choose what is the best of the best (...) there is a biological difference in what men and women find humorous (different parts of the brain light up) but with a 50% female readership, the New Yorker only has 18% of its editorial cartoons done by women (...) take ownership of accomplishments (...) there is no right way to be a strong woman ---Sarah Peter

The mud, seeds, and worms of an unhappy childhood makes for creativity. I don't want to go to therapy to have that cleaned up (...) (regarding her book, Daughter of Fortune) "she's not looking for adventure she's looking for sex." (...) (on getting through writers block) I had a dream where I put Antonio Banderas on a tortilla, covered him in guacamole and salsa and ate him up. The next night I dreamed of Antonio Banderas in a bowl of rice pudding. The next night my husband suggested therapy. (...) Lust and gluttony are the only deadly sins worth the trouble --- Isabel Allende

How can a person wrap words around an experience? Any experience?

(and what happens when your pen isn't working, and you just can't scribble fast enough???)

This was a rather big experience, in a two day package.

Let me attempt to give you the gesture drawing of it, in words.

This was the Women and Courage conference, held at The Omega Institute in Rhinebeck NY. Omega is a bit like a yoga summer camp for grownups, with food much better than I remember from summer camp (and all vegetarian!).

I signed up on the day before the conference, prodded by my intuition to simply go, uncertain what this was going to be about. I turned over my credit card number for my room, train tickets, and conference, and before I knew it, I found that I was staying in a dorm called Nirvana in a quiet and green place, doing my best to settle my energy and listen and be present to what was around me.

The conference "weavers" called our presence with a drummer named Ubaka Hill, calling us like a town crier, a priestess, at the beginning of each session. There was something so sensible about using a drum, and the beautiful rhythms of it to call people together. Communication through sound that carries deep and far...

I became the unwitting and accidental (serendipitous??) representative "pole dancer" (the only S-Factor student... (Represent! I hear myself think...)) among these women... as Dr. Northrup and her daughters demonstrated hip circles on friday night... and then went elsewhere, not staying for the rest of the conference! I was wearing my S-factor long sleeve t-shirts both days of the conference, and was approached by several women wanting more... asking if the S could be brought to a womens conference in Indiana... another saying that "my hips don't move" and having the opportunity to tell her that is a very common thing with women... sharing how much emotion we keep trapped in our hip joints and how to move, pleasurably, not forcing it, and imagine scraping peanut butter off of the walls of the room... settling into Ruby's Pose... and to let the emotion come when it does... demonstrating more hip circles to an interested woman, and then getting many more questions from others, who were apparently paying attention! ...

During Queen Afua's presentation, we sang (chanted, maybe?) and harmonized the word for "magic word" in an african tongue. The two-hundred (I think it was more!) women present toning the word that was more sound than language, and it truly was magic...

We learned some of the history of feminist art in the U.S... all of which was unknown to me, in a movie presentation by Lynn Hershman Leeson... we laughed at the Target: Women Yogurt Edition (seriously HILARIOUS)... we connected with All Of Us (which will be on Showtime) and made the connection between childhood sexual abuse, promiscuity, lack of education, and incidence of HIV, (which now that I write it... OF COURSE there's a connection)... but then... and here's the kicker... they make the connection of the compromising of women's values and safety in the bedroom... across ALL socioeconomic classes...

What did I see? What did I learn?

That the leaders among women are not always well known.

That the angry feminism attributed as feminism is rapidly disappearing.

And its about time. We have more important things to do.

The voices of women, and of people whose skin doesn't look like mine, and of any underrepresented groups is essential to the fabric of a healthy society.

That these missing pieces in many cases are not necessarily the conscious decisions of exclusion, but that in every aspect where it occurs, it does a serious disservice to the excluded... and... to the included as well.

That these women are as funny, as wise, as self-possessed, as women who don't hold up the card that says, "I am a feminist"... and much of the time, moreso.

That to be a leader, you really Cannot give a s#it what people think of you. This I saw more from the presence of each of the speakers. You cannot get up in front of a group of people and do and say what they do, with a lot of ego. You cannot get your point across if you are worrying about what people are going to think about you wearing a white feather in your hair. Or talking about something as shocking as pleasure while doing hip circles with your daughters.

Also, there is no well-worn path! To be a leader requires courage that may come from a place of stillness and balance. And you cannot honestly find it by latching onto someone else's wisdom.

And... there is plenty of room to be a leader. To be centered in oneself. To have courage, the root of which is "the heart".

I am So going back next year...