18 May 2009

I Got Hate Mail

Sometimes I have trouble loading my blogger account. When I try to go to my site, I get a message that tells me that my blog doesn't exist. The first time it happened, I flipped and almost shit my pants. My work!

I quickly called my friend, bb mumblings to see if she could get on to my blog. She quickly reassured me that it was still there, and I was having a computer glitch.

I create and post on Blogger first, but I also created a mirror blog at Wordpress. I did it at first to get more exposure, but now I do it to simply back up my Blogger blog. I don't trust Blogger, nor any database for that matter. (Yes, Yes. I back up my blog posts three more times: 1) on my computer 2) on a removable USB 3) on a Ning.com site that I created for Gypsy Hands.)

I was a writing machine today. I wrote three blog posts (this makes four) and, as is the new chore, I diligently posted them on Wordpress to back 'em up.

Imagine my surprise when I opened my e-mail this evening and found that someone had left a comment, and it was a snotty hate mail on the Wordpress blog! My first reaction was, "Alright! I'm being read!"

Here's the link so you can check it out yourself. We Don't Talk To Terrorists!

I'm being read!

The Fool

My dear friend, BB Mumblings, is going through a metamorphosis. While she explained her angst on the phone yesterday, what she was telling me seemed very familiar. Then I remembered that I had touched on the subject briefly in the blog post, Epiphanes and the Divine Law of Life, which she quotes in her recent blog post, Driven Brutal Bitch Revolution.

I read my words from the blog post to her: "When a woman takes on the attributes of a man and tries to mimic the actions of men instead of acting of her true womanly essence and nature, she is not creating equality for herself and other women. She is as lost and as distant from her connection to Mother Nature as any man and appears a fool. She is living by the constraints of man-made law."

When I got to "appears a fool", I apologized and stated, "Oh, maybe that was harsh. I'm sorry. You're not a fool."

Instead of being offended, she agreed with me referencing The Fool from a Tarot deck. I know that the Tarot is a means of divination. I play it online, but I am completely ignorant of the meanings of the individual Tarot cards. My curiosity of the individual meanings prompted me to explore.

From the many Google results, I found a simple, yet encompassing definition. The Fool when upright means new beginnings, new adventures, new opportunities, unlimited possibilities, pleasure, passion, thoughtlessness, rashness. When the card is reversed it means a bad decision, indecision, apathy, hesitation, a faulty choice.

When I made my statement, I was referring directly to women who take on the attributes of men to "make it" in a "man's world" instead of staying true to their natural divine feminine aspects in that same world. The "if you can't beat 'em, join 'em" way of life. I have the utmost respect and gratitude for our predecessors who charged into the world of men head first with the woman's movement. Like the Marines who go into the battle first, the feminist movement did what it had to do to make change. Did they did accomplish the task with the right strategy.? I'm not to judge. When dealing with wolves, one doesn't show up in a sheep's clothing.

As we exited that first wave, I believe that the first line of feminists set a precedent. We didn't have many role models, and those that made it through the battle lines relatively unscathed became our role models. So the next generation of the 1980's and 1990's followed suit of the first.

In this context, The Fool is appropriate. When a woman, or anyone for that matter, takes on a role that is out of the ordinary it means new beginnings, adventures, or opportunities.

If one follows their heart, or soul's path, it can lead to unlimited possibilities, pleasure or passion. But indecision, apathy, hesitation, depression and lack of self worth follows anyone who doesn't find true meaning or assumes a disguise to succeed in the world. The result is summed up as a faulty choice or bad decision.

It's not a man's world. It's everyone's world, but it continues to be dominated by men. Women need not act like men to create change as we push forward. That first generation of warriors needed to do what was necessary to tear down the wall and break the stereotypes that existed. Now, awareness continues to climb. We shouldn't have to hide the fact that we are women by becoming out of touch with our natural selves. There is still more education to be had, especially here in the Deep South, but we are smarter, wiser and quicker than the system and its man-made laws.

This isn't an "us against them" fight. What we need is a balance between the energies. Men, as well as women, need to open up to and honor the feminine divine within. And when that happens, true change will ensue.

We raise awareness in our own ways. I admire women that remain on the battlefield slugging it out and taking the hits, I only hope they don't lose their souls in the process and appear the reverse fool.

Radical For JESUS!

"The host really whipped up his audience, saying that the battle was on and they were ready, etc. People called in, all freaked out and said they were, “radical for Jesus” and ready for the fight." Henry Rollins

I'm a radical for Jesus. Truly I am. I have had some unexplained supernatural events occur in my childhood, some I may or may not have written about. I have blogged extensively on my spiritual beliefs.

Much of my research has focused on the Divine Feminine, and the need for humans to recognize and pay homage to the Divine Feminine within themselves in order to heal this planet. So it may surprise you to read that I am radical for Jesus.

Not only am I radical for Jesus, I'm also radical for the truth. I am radical to know the true Jesus and his teachings, not the grossly manipulated text and misrepresented Jesus that many christians follow today.

As I allowed myself to ponder deeper the ancient questions of philosophers, "How did we get here? What is the truth about God, the Creator, the Divine?" My own Catholic upbringing couldn't be forgotten nor abandoned.

I researched spirituality from 10,000 years ago looking for the root of the feminine faith. I found that it stemmed from agriculture. When groups of people stopped meandering and began the practice of agriculture, folks honored the Earth. They were at the mercy of their environment, seasons and weather. As Maslow defines in his hierarchy of needs, everyday was spent at the lowest rung. Their worship reflected this "root" Chakra way of life. They acted upon the Earth as they saw and experienced. It was an egalitarian society, but very feminine probably because woman gave birth, and therefore gave life. In turn, these people showed gratitude to the Earth, bestowed faith and worshiped in the realm of the feminine. It was balanced. It was the garden of Eden.

What does this have to do with Jesus? No matter how hard I try, I can't shake nor deny a lifetime of Catholicism. It's always creeping in. Some may say it's Catholic guilt. Others may say it's intuition. I don't believe everything that I was taught. I KNOW there is more to the story, hence why have expanded my search to include the roots of civilization.

There is no denying that Jesus is the most discussed, fought about, revered and controversial humans that ever walked this planet. (Don't fight with me. Even if you believe in the Virgin birth, Mary was human, making Jesus half human.) I won't deny Him. I have a deep deep love for the man.

In wanting to know more about Him and his true teachings, my search led me to the Essene Nazerenes and the Gnostic Gospels. Of course, I am familiar with the finding and translating of the Nag Hammadi, but I had not taken the time to review it, that is up to now. I believe that the time is right.

My mind and heart combined create a complicated vessel. My love mixed with my insatiable curiosity led to the next thought, "After Jesus' death, resurrection and ascension, what became of the Marys?" Not only am I a radical for Jesus, but I am also an extremist for the two most important women in Jesus' life; his mother Mary and his wife, Mary Magdalene.

There is a mix of belief out there, but the simplest answer tying all the loose ends together came in the form of Sylvia Brown's highly controversial book, The Two Marys: The Hidden History of the Mother and Wife of Jesus.

Now, many of you may think that my belief in a psychic discredits me because there is no concrete proof to her view and belief. Before you begin to disbelieve, I offer that you examine your own beliefs and well as at history itself.

God is a supernatural phenomenon. Why does God exist? Because we are told that God exists and because we carry faith. There is NO scientific evidence for God. Those who believe in God, already believe in the supernatural, whether they want to accept it or not.

Prophesying isn't a new gig. The Bible is littered with prophets. Many people think the book of revelation is the big doomsday prophesy. Hell, the entire Mormon church is built on the words of a prophet. So why would it be so out of the ordinary to contemplate the words of a psychic? These intuitives are merely modern day prophets.

According to Brown, Jesus traveled for 15 years before he returned to begin his teachings. Jesus' travels took him though the middle east as far as India. He would have traveled through the part of the world where agricultural society began, Mesopotamia. He studied with many teachers. I believe that Jesus himself searched for the truth and the roots of the higher teachings of the religion of that time. His teachings are a combination of the Judaic faith and the accumulation of the wisdom He encountered on his travels. I believe it even shows in his language that when he speaks of the "Son of Man" that it is a direct Sanskrit influence of the words "manas" and "atman"

I believe that Jesus is telling us that we all are sons (and daughters) of manas and atman. Humans are an accumulation of the coordinating organ of creative intelligence/the mind and divine consciousness/originating source/ the soul.

My take is that he mind is a masculine feature and the soul is a feminine feature. When we live completely in our minds, we are denying our hearts. And the reversal is true. When we are living completely in our hearts, we are denying our minds. The truth is balanced in the middle. Balancing the masculine and the feminine is hard to do. Maybe this is how gender roles came into existence because it is easy to develop the stronger of the two traits. But we are meant to be balanced allowing the equality to blossom from within. If humans are meant to be balanced and we are created in the image of our Creator who is perfect, then our Divine source must be the perfect balance the masculine and feminine.

The radicals for Jesus that Henry Rollins make reference to at the beginning of this article may be ready for the fight, but as Sylvia Brown declares...the truth has a way of coming out.

You can read more at The Last Stand of Patriarchy and The Thinks That I Think? and there is plenty more if you are interested. You'll just have to dig deeper in my blog for the truth.

We Don't Talk To Terrorists

"I read that members of the GOP are angry with president Obama for shaking hands with Hugo Chavez. Please. Do we have to hate everyone all the time?...'We don’t talk to terrorists.'...I’m sick of it. I want all leaders of all countries to talk to each other all the time. " Henry Rollins

In March 2009, while visiting my parents in the Swamp, my father and I had a discussion that soon escalated into a mild argument. Surprise. Surprise. His stance stood firm on the side of, "We don't talk to terrorists!!!" Mine is the polar opposite.

The discussument (disscussion + argument) veered on to the path of "enhanced interrogation" (a.k.a TORTURE) of detainees. My father's viewpoint is that the "terrorists" should be tortured because "they" are torturing our soldiers. My viewpoint is that even if our soldiers are being tortured, it doesn't make it right and that we must lead by example.

"Oh, that's BULLSHIT!" is the response I always get from my father.

"Dad? You can't really think that way?" I replied in an elevated voice, but truly hurt that my father carries such hate. I can see it eating him. Consuming him.

"HELL YES I DO!" I could see his blood pressure rising. Not good for a man who had a quintuple by-pass in December 2008.

My reaction? Usually we get into an all out fight, but this time, I took a deep breath and said peacefully,
"Maybe it's time to think differently?"


I closed my eyes and took a deeper breath and responded, "Well, dad, it seems the way it has been done all this time ain't working. I love you, and your way of thinking is archaic. Our generation is here now, and this is how we want to do things. Maybe it's time to let go and try something new. We have to lead by example. If we want to stop war, we can't act in war. If we want to stop hate, we can't act in hate."

And surprisingly, he calmed down and said, "Well," pause, pause, pause. I could see his brain ticking, his eyes reflecting, and his heart aching to let go of the hate. "Well, maybe you're right."

I didn't want to fight with my father. So I didn't. I simply led by example.