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"‘Somehow I’m supposed
to help set things right.’ She
fingers her tattered Guide to the Galaxy, shakes it at the sky.
'Thanks Mom! Really funny! Not telling us what’s going on and what to do! Are you crazy?'" https://t.me/ThinkTankGrrrl/5 • https://t.me/IntuitiveStory/479

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CS Lewis said this: “But pain insists upon being attended to. God whispers to us in our pleasures, speaks in our conscience, but shouts in our pains: it is His megaphone to rouse a deaf world.”

#63 Pat McCabe: Changing Paradigms by Co-Witnessing and Retelling our Stories

12/7/21 by Vicki Robin

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Pat McCabe (Weyakpa Najin Win, Woman Stands Shining) is a Diné (Navajo) mother, grandmother, activist, artist, writer, ceremonial leader, and international speaker. She is a voice for global peace, and her paintings are created as tools for individual, earth, and global healing. She draws upon the Indigenous sciences of Thriving Life to reframe questions about sustainability and balance, and she is devoted to supporting the next generations, Women’s Nation and Men’s Nation, in being functional members of the “Hoop of Life” and upholding the honor of being human. She addresses the question of “What Could Possibly Go Right?” with thoughts including: The exploration of the “perfect design for thriving life as human being here” The responsibility to understand the consequences of humanity’s actions on our interconnected world The realization that the “modern world paradigm is a choice” The co-witnessing of today’s issues and retelling of our old stories can “change the trajectory into the future” The reconciliation between the masculine and feminine, and that “men are not the patriarchy; the paradigm is the patriarchy” Connect with Pat McCabe
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"Flyby post on this wooden sculpture of Mary Magdalene, by Gregor Erhart, Augsburg, 1515-20. Nothing left of the historic Mariamma of Migdala which it purports to be: this is a concocted myth that remade her into a repented "fallen woman," straight outa of the sex trade. This idea was not original to christian scripture, but arose over time, as Magdalene was conflated with another woman who abased herself in repentence, bathing the feet of Yeshua with her tears and hair. That was bad enought, but by 600 CE, pope Gregory I had sealed the redefinition of this companion of Yeshua of Nazareth as a prostitute.

In the middle ages, the Magdalene was used as an ideological branding for women in prostitution, and for refuges for women fleeing its dire conditions (for which many had no alternative, no other means of survival). These places were based on the idea that sinful women owing repentence, not children trafficked at 12, or rape victims, or women cast out by their families, lacking any other means of a minimal livelihood. They were based on a denial of the reality of men buying sex at will from desperate women and children, some herded into brothels, others on the streets. Female wages did not meet the bare minimum to afford shelter: and so if they fled rape or abuse in the home, or if their father threw them out, this was the main economics on offer.

But the iconography is totally sexualized: a naked woman clothed only in her long hair. It's based on older tropes about the desert ascetic Mary of Egypt, which took off like wildfire and later became merged with the legends of Magdalene. It's staggering the degree to which this one leading female figure in the community around Rav Yeshua became tightly connected to the theme of sexuality, including in present-day reclamations that fixate on "the sacred marriage."

Who was this woman, really? Not this iconography, that much we do know. Imagine how she'd react to someone telling her, More than 1000 years from now, you will be symbolized without any clothing, looking demure, and covered only in light brown hair. It would be even more stunning to Miriam of Nazareth to learn that she had been proclaimed the virgin mother of a living god who had overthrown Judaic law to found a new religion syncretized with pagan Mystery traditions of a salvific dying and resurrected god. A religion that declared all who did not adhere to it damned, and which even, in the blood libel mythology, cast Miriam herself, as Mary, as an enemy to her own people. Makes you ponder the notion of truth in how history is represented through the lens of religious dogma."

The gift of the sea
Is that of spaciousness
Expansiveness
As far as the eye can see.
When all is busy and chaotic inside,
The sea lulls.
She gives us back our freedom
To soar
To dive
To rest our eyes on nothingness.
She reminds us what it is to be
Belovedly insignificant."
From my most recent book, She of the Sea.
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With contributions from thirty sea-loving artists, musicians, cold water swimmers, mothers, environmental educators, witches, mermaids, priestesses and writers from around the world, who share their love for the stretch of sea they call home, from the Irish Sea to the Caribbean, via the Mediterranean and the North Sea, the Pacific and the Atlantic.
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I do not consent to the narrative
That being rational
Detached
Dissociated or
Numb
Is more mature
More spiritual
More evolved
More enlightened
More true
Than
The wild tenderness of my
Innocent heart
The shaky vulnerability
Of consenting to
The open cut of feeling
Of that place which is both
Radiant and raw
I will no longer turn away from
The hot and holy mess
That can never be cleaned
And call this progress
I admit that I am
Forest and ocean:
Disorganized Art
Made of Medicine
I commit now,
To learning that language
That will never make sense
To ear or brain
The one of belly and feet and
Deep womb of
Heart
The one that does not explain
A single thing
The one that does not need you
To understand
I do not consent
To the narrative
That I must overcome
How completely out of control
It is
To care this much
To feel this deeply
To hold the entire universe in
My belly
I will not attempt to
Colonize
Or conquer
The wild in me
I will no longer
Pathologise
The waves
I am done pretending
I am not sensitive
When the truth is
My heart is made of a million
Tiny
Insect wings
I bow to the feet
Of the sensitive one
I now embrace
The immensity
Of power
Known
When I walk the razors edge
Of that which is so delicate
You must hold your breath
To hear it’s voice
I am here for the language
That is shaky and
Uncertain
That is slow like honey
So slow the mind
Can’t catch it
I no longer consent to the idea
That the unkempt longings
Of my soul
The unbearable heat of my
Desire
The immaculate fragility
Of my skin
Should be neatly sorted
Fixed
Sewed shut
Or understood
The vastness of worlds
This heart can hold
Cannot be justified
It demands from me
An irrational submission
A Total
Devotion
I no longer defer
To the language, values and customs
Of the conqueror
I honor
My willingness
To be touched by life
To taste the wisdom that is only
Revealed
When I admit
The impossible situation
Of just how entangled
I really am
With every
Single
Thing
I no longer turn away
From the bare naked truth
Of the fact
Of my relationship
To all these Holy Others
To the threads my heart has woven
To the wild truth that cannot be uttered
Even by the most skillful tongue
This is the language
That has been called
Crazy
Irrational
Wounded
Weak
Inferior
And
Immature
But now I am learning
That the wide open truth
That can hold it all
That can pulse with the passion
Beyond reason
This,
Is what I am living for
It is the language of
Soul
And I am willing
Now
To hold the flame
Call me crazy
But this feels sane
~ Maya Luna

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