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.”

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Poem: Summer Walks

On our morning walk,

two hawks,

each sweeping low 

over the gravel road,

brown wings quiet 

as they slide 

between the trees. 

The wild petunias are in bloom,

as delicate as wet paper, 

fluted and purple

in impossible places 

and parched brown ground. 

We watch the raccoons 

and their babies 

make their morning rounds,

checking each spot in turn 

for where there might be food. 

They are both annoying 

and impressive 

in their persistent ingenuity 

and determination. 

On our evening walk 

I find a small, black feather,

a smooth and shining oval 

with a hint of flight left in it. 

And, in a bright circle 

of setting sunlight 

we see a buck standing 

in the road,

graceful antlers silhouetted 

against the sky. 

He slips swiftly away 

between the blackberries 

and ironweed 

and almost as soon as he goes 

the patch of sunlight fades away 

as if it were only a dream. 

There are stories in the land 

and poems in the weeds. 

There are dreams to uncover 

and hopes to birth. 

There are visions to hold 

and heartsongs to sing. 

There are prayers 

to live into being.

 

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Molly Remer, MSW, D.Min, is a priestess, teacher, mystic, and poet facilitating sacred circles, seasonal rituals, and family ceremonies in central Missouri. Molly and her husband Mark co-create Story Goddesses at Brigid’s Grove (brigidsgrove.etsy.com). Molly is the author of ten books, including Walking with Persephone, Whole and Holy, Womanrunes, the Goddess Devotional, and 365 Days of Goddess. She is the creator of the devotional experience #30DaysofGoddess and she loves savoring small magic and everyday enchantment.

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