Hestia, the goddes of hearth, home and family is a virgin godess. The goddes that represents the center of the family is basically aro/ace.
Just because she doesen’t experience romantic or sexual attraction/love doesen’t mean that she isn’t loving and caring. She is the literal embodiment of a warm and welcoming home. Aros and aces aren’t robots. We’re very much capable of love.
#goddessflashback to my convo with Earth Activist, Yemaya Renuka @theembrace.life One route to “the feminine way is the way of feeling.”
What I like about her answer, especially at this time, is that we can use goddesses to validate our experiences and our feelings. Their stories—their myths—give us insight into the wide array of human experience, beyond what is “acceptable.”
Right now I am interested in how stories about goddesses / the feminine divine can teach us how to witness and honor one another’s pain, anger, disappointments, and fears in a world that is unjust and harmful to so many.
I continue to thank Dr. April for this last insight. It is she who has taught me the wisdom of tending to collective grief.
That said, I do believe that we can and will find our way to a more just and equitable world for all beings.
During those ancient times mankind went through some difficult moments. The dangers of that far - off period were manifold: invincible monsters, terrible villains who ravaged a region and made it uninhabitable, horrible diseases and hideous creatures with human characteristics who were immortal by their divine nature. Then the gods sent to earth their heroes, most of whom were demi-gods.
🌺 My journey to the goddess truly began when I was sitting on a beach in South Indian back in 2012. I had just completed a 3 week intensive training in classical Indian dance-theater in Bangalore. I was so taken by the way that Hindu religion, ritual, and theater intertwine in Indian culture—up until then I had never truly understood the sacredness of theater. The presence of the Goddess is everywhere in India—it’s a bit hard to describe. She is worshipped in multitude of goddess forms, but she is also literally everywhere and in all things. And it is palpable when you are in India. At least it was for me.
**I want to also mention here that India is very diverse and hosts many religions. There is Islam, of course, which is the 2nd largest religion in India and Christianity, which is the third largest religion. I have been told that Indian Christians trace their Christian lineage directly back to the Apostle Thomas. There is Buddhism, Jainism, Sikhism, Zoroastrianism, the Bahá’í faith, Judaism, and I am sure many, many more religions including a variety of local Indigenous religions. And, Hinduism itself is quite diverse. From what I understand there are three main branches: Vaishnavism (devotion to Vishnu as the Supreme being or principle), Shivaism (devotion to Shiva as the Supreme being or principle), and Shaktism (devotion to the Goddess as the Supreme being or principle).**
I digress. Back to the beach. So I was sitting there on that beach, reading a book about Mother Mary and the Gnostic Sophia and all I could think of was how incredible it felt to see and experience the presence of the divine feminine. But I longed to experience the divine feminine through the lens of the culture that I grew up in. I realized that she had been missing in my experience of the sacred, and it was as if I could finally name that missing part as the exiled divine feminine.
A few months later I was still on my quest to find Her—I didn’t know what that meant or how it looked. One night I was sitting in meditation after finishing a book on Mary Magdalene when I suddenly felt a feminine presence. It took me only a moment to realize that the presence was Mary Magdalene. She has been my guide, my “guru”—my Shakti—ever since.
For some time after, I was still struggling to understand my passion for the divine feminine. I kept trying to do the things from my old life and just kept hitting road block after road block. Then one day I finally said, “I give up, I completely surrender to you [Mary Magdalene]. Please show me the way”. From that moment on, everything began to flow again and 6 months later I was in France for a month-long solo Mary Magdalene pilgrimage. That was by far one of the most profound experience of my life, and definitely the beginning of the rest of my life as a devotee of the Goddess.
Of course, when I got back to NYC, I still wasn’t fully committed. I was heartbroken. I wanted to be in France with the mythical Mary Magdalene forever, literally for the rest of my life. Soon after, I was again in meditation and had a powerful vision of the Sumerian goddess Inanna. She revealed to me answers to some questions I had been asking about the divine feminine, but more important, she offered me a clue to the next phase of my journey: graduate school. Yes, I had been dreaming about attending this particular graduate school for a couple of years prior to enrolling, but I never thought I would actually go. And certainly not for Mythological Studies.But at this point, it was so clear and nothing, literally nothing, stood in my way. The path was certain.
Up until my solo pilgrimage I had been devouring books on Magdalene and the Divine Feminine. After my encounter with Inanna, I realized that I had been craving a community and structure in which I could fully immerse myself in the wisdom of the goddess. Graduate school has been perfect for that. The years I have spent in graduate school not only deepened my connection to the divine feminine (and Mary Magdalene) but also taught me about what it means to be a woman in an embodied and rooted way. The path has not always been easy—in fact there have been many dark moments. But I have found empowerment in feminist theories and critiques of religion/mythology. In many ways, they have set me free. I have learned to analyze myths within their historical context and to look for a psychological meaning—which can be profoundly transformative. In reality, my graduate school experience has literally brought me home to myself.
It is now six years later and I am nearing the completion of graduate school. I am ending it as I started it, with an initiation by Inanna—only this time around my initiation is a 200 page-ish dissertation in which I remythologize the myth of Inanna’s Descent to the Underworld. Have you read that myth? If not, I encourage you to do so! It is (or can be) a myth about the journey down and within to the lost and forgotten places of our most sacred feminine selves. Inanna leads the way. She is theInitiatrix.
I hope this answered your question. I can of course be much more specific in any area. I did blog about Mary Magdalene quest while in France (May - June 2014). Here is the first post, if you are curious.
**People always ask me how I can afford to travel as much as I do. The path hasn’t been easy. I have “sacrificed” certain creature comforts in order to do the traveling that I do. It has been worth it every step of the way, though I realize this is not the way for everybody. I do know that when you get out of your own way and ask the goddess to guide you, life will unfold in ways you could have never imagined possible. **🌺
( also known as Wadjyt, Wadjit, Uto, Uatchet, Edjo, Buto) was one of the oldest Egyptian goddesses. She was a lovely snake godess often depicted as a cobra but is often see as a goddess of all snakes.
Her worship was already established by the Predynastic Period but did change somewhat as time progressed. She began as the local goddess of Per-Wadjet (Buto) but soon became a patron goddess of Lower Egypt.
Now ponder well, you parents dear, These words which I shall write; A doleful story you shall hear, In time brought forth to light. A gentleman of good account, In Norfolk dwelt of late, Who did in honour far surmount Most men of his estate.