The Death Maiden and the Youth in Spring.
I think now about that time and the pull of war and beauty in the Mediterranean, I think of all the mythic symbols I missed in my blithe youth.
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Sex and the Menopausal Woman: Juicy, Alive and Truly Erotic.
Our habitual ways of relating to others, our self-identity as sexual women... are all up for a profound shift as woman enters the cocoon of the menopause.
The Crone and the Resting Maiden.
Some animals fatten up before hibernation, but the crone keeps the maiden well-fed in the darkness so that she has more energy to roam free in the light.
Woman, It Must Be You.
So Woman, show us the way forward. Guide us toward the light of divine love. Inspire us by your wisdom. Empower us to firmly stand against hate.
Saying Goodbye: The Death of My Maiden Goddess.
The scared little girl in me, the hurt, abandoned, and abused teenager, the reckless, and out-of-control young adult, my Maiden Goddess, all had to die last night so that my Mother Goddess can be reborn to this new beginning of my life as a Wife.
Blessed Be the (R)Evolution of Your Truth: A Love Letter to the Priestess of Soul.
No more do we need tiresome, diluted, one-size-fits-all, static verses. Tell me of your joy right now, in this moment. Tell me of your agony, your challenges, and your deep-seated pain. Tell me, woman, tell me now how we can hold each other up today -- not tomorrow, but today.
Soul Marriage in 13 Vows: The Witch Weds Her Inner Wolf.
The Witch-Bride wears bright red and stands shaking with anticipation, surrounded by her wild sisters. In this lost tribe of Wolf Women, it is forbidden to marry another until one marries her sacred self, so they meet now at the stone circle’s center to witness this Witch’s wedding. The moon is ...
Lament of a Jezebel in June: Dark Night of the Painted Woman.
She pulled a ring off Her finger and tossed it in my direction. "I am wicked in their eyes because I have an opinion. I am unclean because I will not bow to the will of men, and I am a sinner because their god is not my god."
The Tale of the Beautifully Broken Maiden. {fiction}
As much as the fair Maiden stumbled and pushed and fought her way against the discomfort, the Knight would wait ever so patiently for her to surrender to the warmth he could, and wanted to, provide. She feared that kind of love, for she had never experienced such pureness. Such patience, coming ...
Dark Side Of The Full Mother Moon.
My plea, to my sisters of all phases on this lifetimes-long lunar web: Don't pretend not to see me... even when I'm losing it in the park at my kid, or mine is the child throwing a tantrum at the grocery store. Don't imagine, just because in this moment you shine, that you won't have to face an ...