Mother Goose

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Mother Goose

III Mother Goose

When this card appears in a reading, open yourself to the birth potential within you. The primordial egg is hatching. New life and new beginnings are becoming actualized. Watch your dreams for clues about the future. Feel the abundance of life within your heart. Experience the joy of sensual touch. Let the healing powers of the plant kingdom work their magic within your mind and your etheric or energy body. Realize that each chakra or center within your etheric body is like an egg waiting to crack open and reveal its spiritual splendor. Mother Goose is the provider of a wealth of manifestation. She offers you an egg, whereiin lies the whole of your universe.

Traditional Archetype: The Empress
Planetary ruler: Venus
From the Inner Child Tarot

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The Birth Project

‘The Birth Project’ is Amanda Greavette’s current series. The paintings are life-size and include images of women in pregnancy, labour and birth, and postpartum. These images are an astounding tribute to the potent grace that comes through the act of birth. I am completely blown away by Amanda’s uncanny ability to capture the raw power, ecstasy and spirit of new mothers.

 

From her website : Amanda believes strongly in the power of the image to shape our perceptions and beliefs. Painting is the last great traditional medium, and she feels that little compares to the impact a large oil painting. Amanda cares deeply about women’s issues, particularly birth and motherhood, and paints from that passion. The Birth Project is because of and for women; it seeks to tell their stories while providing an image of birth that is both symbolic and real; depicting the raw power of the birth process and the unfolding potential of a woman. Amanda feels these paintings have a place in the public sphere where they can provoke conversations about birth and choices, conjuring emotional responses and encouraging storytelling. Amanda loves to hear about how the paintings affect the viewer- whether it be waterbirth conversation in a midwife’s office, or the recognition of capability when a mother finds herself birthing in the same position as the ‘woman in the painting’, or the healing someone finds when seeing her experience reflected.The Birth Project.”

To see more of Amanda’s work, please visit her website at
www.amandagreavette.com

Hey it’s JUST the Sun

“Yes, my wife is JUST a mother. JUST. She JUST brings forth life into the universe, and she JUST shapes and molds and raises those lives. She JUST manages, directs and maintains the workings of the household, while caring for children who JUST rely on her for everything.”

A Husband’s Amazing Response To ‘She’s A Stay-At-Home Mom? What Does She DO All Day?’.

Pagan Poetry

Pedaling through
The dark currents
I find
An accurate copy
A blueprint
Of the pleasure
In me

Swirling black lilies totally ripe
A secret code carved
Swirling black lilies totally ripe
A secret code carved

He offers
A handshake
Crooked
Five fingers
They form a pattern
Yet to be matched

On the surface simplicity
But the darkest pit in me
It’s pagan poetry
Pagan poetry

Morsecoding signals (signals)
They pulsate (wake me up) and wake me up
(pulsate) from my hibernating

On the surface simplicity
Swirling black lilies totally ripe
But the darkest pit in me
It’s pagan poetry
Swirling black lilies totally ripe
Pagan poetry

Swirling black lilies totally ripe

I love him, I love him
I love him, I love him
I love him, I love him
I love him, I love him
She loves him, she loves him

This time
She loves him, she loves him
I’m gonna keep it to myself
She loves him, she loves him
She loves him, she loves him
This time
I’m gonna keep me all to myself
She loves him, she loves him
And he makes me want to hand myself over
She loves him, she loves him
She loves him, she loves him
And he makes me want to hand myself over

Black Madonna:::She who Accompanies the White and the Red

The Black Madonna. You know her, we all know her in memory, – she is hidden behind a sacred black veil, and when we call to her that veil is immediately parted and she sits in silent acknowledgement of our (male or female) deepest being. She is the dark aspect of the goddess, the one that accompanies the white and the red. Wise, benevolent, and unthinkably strong and wise, she is also known as “Sophia”, the one who sees all, is shocked by nothing, and knows all. She is our Great Mother, the one who embraces us in silence when our concerns are too difficult for common understanding. Never judging, never questioning, she is the one who hears, then knows, and unflinchingly provides answers though her vast reserves of wisdom. She is the one who pushes us forward and provides strength, lending hers to ours, and being part of our body so we can do what we must.

…There is a fascination around her that defies description. Nothing is ever lost, only waiting to be rediscovered. She is our connection to the earth.

The “black” in question is hardy yet soft, earthy rich, absolutely protective, enveloping like a mothering cloak, wise, forgiving and nurturing.

There are connections to her with the original earth goddesses, so there is sustenance in going to her, sitting in front of her in a shrouded grotto, wooded hill slope, or her shape carved out tree. Or she can appear to us out of a void, just when we need her most. She knows all and understands all, when we don’t.

Imogen Crest

via TheGypsyPriestess@FB Pages.

Alpha/Omega

For I am the first and the last

I am the venerated and the despised

I am the prostitute and the saint

I am the wife and the virgin

I am the mother and the daughter

I am the arms of my mother

I am barren and my children are many

I am the married woman and the spinster

I am the woman who gives birth and she

who never procreated

I am the consolation for the pain of birth

I am the wife and the husband

And it was my man who created me

I am the mother of my father

I am the sister of my husband

And he is my rejected son

Always respect me

For I am the shameful and the magnificent one

Hymn to Isis, Great Mother of All

Third or Fourth Century B.C.

Discovered in Nag Hammadi

via Facebook.