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Once upon a time, a long time ago, people worshiped the Divine Feminine. Mother Earth, she who nurtures and not only creates but also embodies love in the truest, most abundant sense, was the absolute deity during the earliest times of human history. She was worshiped, and the earth and her people were happy. As I said, this was a long – long – time ago.
Cultures innately recognized the transcendent, supernatural power of femininity. So revered was this power that religions and cultures were built around worshiping and protecting not only the divine goddess but also her human counterparts. Because the Divine Feminine embodies cyclical harmony of intuition, maidenhood, motherhood, and crone wisdom, early cultures were largely harmonious in their nomadic, highly-artistic, philosophic lifestyles.
Then, one day, Patriarchy happened. To summarize this phenomenon, I’ll paraphrase Daniel Quinn’s “Ishmael.” A group of men decided that in order to fulfill their destiny (the destiny to conquer the earth), some semblance of permanent order needed to be established. They invented agriculture: stay in one place, grow select crops, kill select animals. Of course, this way of life used up considerably more time and energy than the previous way – so people were, shall I say, reluctant to comply.
Faced with such insubordination, the Patriarchs realized they needed a means to force “civilization” upon the people. Thus began the new story of male deity – oh, and the locking-up of all the food and resources. When that still wasn’t proving satisfactorily effective in controlling the masses – who were quite happily leaving these civilizations to continue worshiping and living in harmony with Mother Earth – the Patriarchs grew more violent, viciously enslaving women and hunting and destroying all traces of the Goddess.
The Inquisition. Witch burnings. Early Christianity. Roman rule. The birth of democracy. Kings, pharaohs, walled cities, prisons, marriage, dowry, prostitution, and the continued objectification of women – ALL aimed at eliminating the belief in and empowerment of the Divine Feminine.
Women and children, like animals, plants, and the very earth itself, became property. Objects one could own with the swipe of sword and pen.
“Given a story to enact that puts them at odds with the world, as yours does, they will live at odds with the world. Given a story to enact in which they are the lords of the world, they will act like lords of the world. And, given a story to enact in which the world is a foe to be conquered, they will conquer it like a foe, and one day, inevitably, their foe will lie bleeding to death at their feet, as the world is now.” Daniel Quinn, “Ishmael.”
The story had changed, gradually and ferociously, from the worship of the Divine Feminine to that of Manifest Destiny. In place of nurturing beauty from birth to death and back, humankind took to destroying each other, the planet, and even the idea of peace after death. Such were the depths of the people’s despair that an entire historical period was termed “The Dark Ages.”
“You must change people’s minds. And you can’t just root out a harmful complex of ideas and leave a void behind; you have to give people something as meaningful as what they’ve lost–something that makes better sense than the old horror of Man Supreme, wiping out everything on this planet that doesn’t serve his needs directly or indirectly.” Quinn, “Ishmael,” later.
Even the Dark Ages were followed by a Renaissance. The Divine Feminine is notoriously difficult to erase, and has reappeared (to be driven back into hiding) many times since the birth of Patriarchy. She is the “something meaningful” that our starving, bleeding, dying planet – our children, our animals, our forests, and our people – need in order to make sense of the void. A Divine Mother to hold us to her breast and nurture us back to life.
I am here today to announce – along with so many mystics, sages, prophets, mediums, and philosophers – that the Divine Feminine is reawakening on the planet AGAIN. And, this time, She is here to stay.
During an intense weekend of yoga teacher training, I was given the Reiki I attunement, activating my ability to channel “universal life energy” in the specific way passed on through the lineage of Reiki teachers. What follows is an excerpt describing the experience.
Reiki energy was flowing and present all day long, becoming more palpable and amplified with each exercise, discussion, and passing hour. By the time we were divided into small groups to be attuned by the Master Teachers, the effervescent buzz-heat energy was reverberating through the rafters.
I sat with my hands at my heart awaiting my teacher’s powerful presence, inviting my guides, angels, and the gods & goddesses to amplify and unlock the unbounded potential for power, intuition, and manifestation that waited at my center.
“I am ready to step into my highest expression,” I said. “Keep me safe and guide my gifts.”
With a gentle tap on my shoulder, I knew she had begun. My crown chakra opened wide, and I felt a surge of energy connecting me first to the glowing room and everyone in it, then out through the roof and off of the earth – reaching to and connecting me with the Source from which I had come.
Vivid purple light filled my mind’s eye as my third eye seemed to blink open. Symbols, characters, and undulating, pulsing waves of light danced behind my eyelids just beyond my grasp of understanding. My spirit rose to embrace this new powerful connection!
To complete the attunement, my teacher blew on my hands, still at my heart, my third eye, and my crown. It was done.
Paired then with a spritely fairy-woman, who had been sitting on my right to be re-attuned (she was already a Reiki Master in her own right), we were instructed to give and receive the healing energy.
She gave to me first, and I saw more vivid purple as she bathed my head in magic. Music played in my mind’s ear when she was hovering over my heart, and orange-red light flooded mind’s eye at my lower chakras.
She told me, after, that all my energy centers were wide open and balanced, and that my root was especially so. It felt strong – intense – good. I was overjoyed and impressed with what she read, as I had been focusing on releasing root shadows and planting myself into the earth and into my family.
I then gave reiki to her, starting at her head. My hands lit up with heat as her aura beamed several inches out from her body. I lingered wherever my hands felt reluctant to move, but only until the heat and fuzzy reiki vibration came “on” in full force. I delighted in the feeling of interaction with her energy!
After, she told me her entire body was buzzing, electrified, and that she felt energy surging out from her hands and feet as I worked on her! Whoa.
Later, my little baby Jasper was nursing to sleep in our bed. The room was dark with just the nightlight allowing me to see his sleepy form. I gave him reiki, feeling his little pure, innocent, joyful aura. After a few moments, I could literally SEE – with my physical eyes – the silvery white energy of his aura interacting with the reiki waves coming from my hands.
What beautiful Love-Magic. What joy!