Goddess Centered Practice
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.”
Poem: Winter Descent
A chill is in the air
and Winter’s Queen
has spread her grey cloak
across the land,
has stilled the leaves
and frosted the hills,
has quieted the scurrying
and placed her fingers firmly
on the pause.
In this waiting place,
hushed and chilled,
we remember how precious
the light of renewal,
how essential the warmth
of connection.
Let us, too,
lay aside what is unnecessary
and draw close to one another
once more,
rekindling the fire of community,
offering one another
what nourishment
we can.
Let us enter a time
of deep restoration
with intention.
Let us listen to the call
of contemplation
that twinkles in these dusky hours
of replenishment and renewal.
Let us pause
and wait with grace.
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Molly,
Nicely done as always. It brings back all the memories of the warm fires and the crystal clear, starry sky. No Milky Way that I can ever see, but so many stars in the bitterly cold night.
Thanks for sharing!