Our relationship to sacred polarity is deeply out of balance. Most superficially understand this on some fundamental level. But there are too many now who say that polarity does not exist, that it is a figment of the imagination, a relic from the past, and that in our new, artificial and impressive age, to even speak of such things is an offense and an abomination.
Those who engage these sacred topics, who seek to help us to remember who we are as a human people and what it is that is embedded within our DNA and within our chromosomal and biological reality, our words are blasphemy to the new canon that is attempting to erase both She, and He, and to neuter our human potential so that we become ineffectual and sterile, a shadow of what we truly are, a chimera, a ghost, and a host for unwanted entities that populate this realm.
In truth we must understand that the Goddess was cast out thousands of years ago, which set the balance adrift. The two polarities cannot exist without each other, both within, and without. The sacred balance of masculine and feminine, of Yin and Yang, of Siva and Shakti, of dark and light, of right and left, it must be acknowledged and honored as our sacred ground of reality, for it upholds the very fabric of our world. It is the mingling of the two that creates life, it is the sacred passage through the spine into the numinous, it is the holy reflection of all that is, and there is an attack on it’s very existence.
We as women have endured the great exile, which has also set into internal exile the Divine Masculine. For neither polarity may shine in their true form when the other is diminished, neither can be healthy when the other is sick. It is an integral relationship, both within and without. This relationship has nothing to do with our sexual preferences.
Now what we face is a final blow hidden in plain sight: the full erasure of Her. For when She no longer exists, the sacred fire of life as we know it is blown out. What is assisting that blow, that erasure, and even propelling it far forward now, is our internalized female hatred born from thousands of years of her exile. Each of us who bears a womb, we carry that gaping wound with us.
Thousands of years of being hunted and raped, thousands of years of her voice not holding it’s rightful sway at the table, thousands of years of the queen being cast out, thousands of years of her instincts, intuition, wisdom and deep power being systematically extinguished.
This is the witch hunt of the ages, for She is the sacred keeper of the flame of life.
In her shadow form, they call her crazy.
In her shadow form, they say she is unhinged, a madwoman who deserves the hatred that she receives every single day. They say she is not fit to reign, that she is not fit to roam free, and that she is not fit to sing her singular song from the blood that she bleeds through the cycle of her moon.
And now women turn against women through jealousy and self-loathing, through internalized violence and abuse, and we project our rage of a thousand years of exile outward on one another as we allow for the total destruction of the Red Tent, the Sacred Fire, and the cave of the womb.
Too many men stand by, and do nothing.
We have all been sufficiently trained to hate our own sex. We have all been sufficiently neutered.
We have all been sufficiently traumatized so that the ancestral call of soul and spirit has been muffled, interrupted, and inverted.
Those of us who honor the sacred fire and the reality of our unique and sacred polarity are under continual attack now. This attack comes from all angles, and knocks upon our doorstep every single day. It comes from culture and government, from family and community, and from inside of our own hearts most of all, where we have forgotten how to love ourselves into wholeness. For when we forget how to love ourselves, all horror becomes possible. It is through this self-loathing that the darkness holds sway.
They want our wisdom lineages extinguished by all means necessary.
And by all means necessary, we must stand in beauty, in love, and in wholeness, the wholeness born out of the alchemical union of He and She, and remember who we are.
For in truth we must know now that this is the time of her great return, and with it, the healing of a wound born millennia ago in the center of her expulsion.
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