Woodspriestess: Exploring the intersection between Nature, the Goddess, art, and poetry.

Listening to the woods, to the stones, to Gaia, and to women...

In the woods behind my house rest a collection of nine large flat rocks. Daily, I walk down to these “priestess rocks” for some sacred time alone to pray, meditate, consider, and be. Often, while in this space, I open my mouth and poetry comes out. I’ve come to see this experience as "theapoetics"—experiencing the Goddess through direct “revelation,” framed in language. As Stanley Hopper originally described in the 1970’s, it is possible to “…replace theology, the rationalistic interpretation of belief, with theopoetics, finding God[dess] through poetry and fiction, which neither wither before modern science nor conflict with the complexity of what we know now to be the self.” Theapoetics might also be described, “as a means of engaging language and perception in such a way that one enters into a radical relation with the divine, the other, and the creation in which all occurs.”

  • Home
    Home This is where you can find all the blog posts throughout the site.
  • Tags
    Tags Displays a list of tags that have been used in the blog.
  • Bloggers
    Bloggers Search for your favorite blogger from this site.
  • Login
    Login Login form
Molly

Molly

Molly has been “gathering the women” to circle, sing, celebrate, and share since 2008. She plans and facilitates women’s circles, Red Tents, seasonal retreats and rituals, Pink Tent mother-daughter circles, and family ceremonies from her tiny temple space in rural Missouri and teaches online courses in Red Tent facilitation and Practical Priestessing.

Molly is a priestess who holds MSW, M.Div, and D.Min degrees. She finished her dissertation about contemporary priestessing in the U.S. She is the author of Womanrunes, Earthprayer, and The Red Tent Resource Kit. Molly and and her husband Mark co-create Story Goddesses, original goddess sculptures, mini goddesses, pendants, and ceremony kits at Brigid’s Grove (http://brigidsgrove.com), where they also publish Womanrunes book and deck sets.

Posted by on in SageWoman Blogs

I call upon the Goddess
She who weaves the whole.
I call upon the elements b2ap3_thumbnail_49343208_2244658619079681_8282815331932569600_o.jpg
Air, Fire, Water, and Earth.
I call upon my ancestors
the legacy of their years.
I call upon the creative pulse within
this fire of inspiration
I am privileged to carry and birth.
I call these together now to support,
recognize, honor, and witness
the completion of this year
and my work therein.

This week, I anointed my head, throat, heart and wrists with oil and settled down with representations of our work from 2018 for my annual ritual honoring the completion of the year. I burned incense, helped Tanner (4) waft palo santo around to all the stale corners of the house, and worked on the biz review section of the Shining Year workbook. I sang my new song of the year, celebrated myself for a year well spent, and thanked these creations for coming through me. After I acknowledged the work, I took a cleansing shower with a special salts mix from Sugar Muses and offered myself a body blessing of appreciation and gratitude. The words of blessing poured from me spontaneously in the shower and I wish I’d written it down for better recall, but perhaps it was meant as solely a personal experience. Today, I will walk the labyrinth as the final step in sealing the year. b2ap3_thumbnail_49444818_2244340859111457_2214261490280562688_o.jpg

...
Last modified on

Posted by on in SageWoman Blogs

“Beginnings and endings are so very sacred, to give honor to all that has transpired, every experience, every joy, every pain, is a doorway to the magical. Hold your entire year between your hands, every day, every thought, every breath. Now bless it with gratitude, love and humility. You have done more to transform this new year than a thousand resolutions.” 

 –K. Allen Kay

...
Last modified on

Posted by on in SageWoman Blogs

“As candles burn and bells jingle, b2ap3_thumbnail_47491592_2230010993877777_8518271185765531648_o.jpg
Remember the dark and the quiet.
They are the reason for the season,
And should be held as dear.”

—Kay Holt

As I have noted in other recent posts, the bustle of the winter holiday season often seems completely at odds with the natural inner pull towards quiet and stillness in the winter. December offers us a quiet invitation for stillness and contemplation.

How do you balance the twin pulls of the season? The go and do in the sparkling lights with the withdraw and hibernate in the dim cave?

One way I have been coping, perhaps counterintuitively, is by making sure I do things that I "don't have time" to do. Sometimes that sensation of not having time is the most reliable indicator there is that you
need exactly what it is you are saying you don't have time for!  Those are often the very things that replenish my spirit and leave me smiling. 

I've continued to go semi-regularly to a yin yoga class in a nearby town. Even though I practice yoga by myself every b2ap3_thumbnail_47681849_2231842440361299_610620843411636224_o.jpgmorning and have for eighteen years, it is really nice self-care treat to go to this class.  
I have also been going to a weekend art circle facilitated by a good friend. At the second circle we drank homemade hot chocolate and colored pictures in a blanket fort. I even just laid flat on the floor on a pile of pillows in the blanket fort for a while doing nothing. It was so nice!

Breathe deep.
Stay open.
Expand.
Reach.
Feel.
Breathe more.

Return to your center.

 

Last modified on

Posted by on in SageWoman Blogs

“May the great mystery make sunrise in your heart.”

—Sioux blessing quoted in Meditations for Living in Balanceb2ap3_thumbnail_47394794_2229196683959208_5478006146373517312_o.jpg

...
Last modified on
Recent comment in this post - Show all comments
  • Tasha Halpert
    Tasha Halpert says #
    Very nice writing and images. Thanks for sharing!

Posted by on in SageWoman Blogs
A Prayer for Guidance Through the Darkness
 
Wild Woman, push us into the cauldron, swirling us into the darkest depths of the earth. Let us emerge with mud in our hair, snails on our feet, and lichen on our arms. Let owls, ravens, and starlings fly in our wake---wolves, cats, and snakes follow our footsteps. Let our spines become as thick and strong as the redwood.
 
Our power is endless. Our strength is staggering. Our creativity has no boundaries. Our possibilities are limitless.
 
--Yancy Lael, in We'Moon, 2015
 
Each year, in November and December, I keenly feel the twin pulls of the season: retreat/hibernate/rest + b2ap3_thumbnail_46988926_2223096544569222_3151678586994294784_o.jpgsocialize/plan/do/go/create/explore. This year is no exception, except for this time I feel like I was ready for it--ready to feel, and accept, the twin pulls. Ready to build in as much self-care and down time as I possibly can, while also recognizing that a temporary break from the usual practices that sustain me is okay and it isn't permanent.

From the Womanrunes deck I drew the Reflection, rune of surrender. This is a rune of sacrifice, releasing, and letting go. It reminds us that sometimes we have to get battered against the shore to become something new, something finely textured and soft. It reminds us that surrender isn’t permanent…it can be about wise discernment, knowing when to hold and when to fold, and when to walk away.
 
What wants to be released? What wants to be freed? What is waiting for you to unclench your fists, your life, and float?
 
I drew a card from the Goddess Oracle deck and received the White Tara, sensitivity. This card asks us to acknowledge and listen to our own sensitivity to environments, people, things, fragrances, relationships. Your sensitivity may feel heightened lately and you may feel fragile or emotionally overwhelmed. Steer clearb2ap3_thumbnail_47089105_2227864297425780_5617713946384400384_o.jpg of that which your body tells you to avoid. Be tender with your heart.

And, from the Sacred Traveler Oracle we received Miracles, reminding us to expect the wondrous to emerge.
 
The dark season challenges us to surrender to our dreaming, to trust that the strength of the earth will support our weight as we sleep.
 
It is out of the darkness that flowers eventually emerge, babies are born, and inspiration for poetry and ideas are nurtured toward the page and through our voices.
 
In the deep, dark places in ourselves, we find the inner truth about ourselves. In this winter season of so many people prematurely rushing toward the light, remember to slow down and do Winter’s inner work.
 
Celebrate the dark, where the inner life is honored and nurtured. One is made confident that the seed of light, sown in the womb of the dark, will grow, and in its appropriate season, bloom.
 

Inviting you to take a sacred pause. To lay it all down for a few moments.
 
To breathe.
To consider.
To be still.
 
And, then,
in the quiet space
within your own heart,
let your own wisdom bubble up...
 
You are courageous and daring and you know what you need.

Affirmation for the month: I release, I let go. I honor my sensitivity and I breathe into the miracle of this moment.
 
Last modified on
Recent Comments - Show all comments
  • Meredith Everwhite
    Meredith Everwhite says #
    This is so beautiful, relevant and helpful right now, thank you so much. I'm so excited to have discovered your wonderful Womanrun
  • Molly
    Molly says #
    Thanks for commenting! I love your mantra for this time. Thank you for sharing it with me.

Posted by on in SageWoman Blogs

Part 1: The Question

It is October, b2ap3_thumbnail_ipad-pix-107.jpg
the veil is thin
the year is waning
the leaves are turning
I am trying to say goodbye
to my grandmother
she is dying.
I do not know what to say.

...
Last modified on
Recent comment in this post - Show all comments
  • Tasha Halpert
    Tasha Halpert says #
    A very lovely and very moving ceremony and offering. Thank you so much for sharing.

Our bounty is inb2ap3_thumbnail_IMG_7387.jpg
creativity
friendship
community
the myriad small adventures
of everyday.
We tell of magic
and moonrise
and listening to the pulse
of the earth beneath our feet.


Ah, October. Fall has settled into the trees and air. As the sun was setting and the full moon was rising, my family stood together in the dim light on our back deck, lit a fire in a hollowed out pumpkin and offered handfuls of herbs into the flames as we celebrated our blessings, our harvests, and our bounty, as a family and as individuals. As we spoke aloud our blessings and our bounty, our words got deeper, broader, and more authentic. My twelve year old son stepped forward to say how thankful he is that he gets to live with his best friend, his fifteen year old brother, and they embraced over the flaming pumpkin. My fifteen year old son offered his thanks for a family that has “cool rituals like this” and my four year son offered his blessings for the “energy we feel together.” My seven year old daughter offered her gratitude for pandas and for toys.

The next week, we returned the seeds to the pumpkin and released it to the outdoors to grow next year.

...
Last modified on

Additional information