Honoring the Goddess Within - A Celebration of Beauty, Wisdom & Creativity
Shortly after 2013 rolled in I had an inspiration to put together a Goddess Night simply for women to gather. As with most things happening in my life right now I had no idea what this gathering was to be for. You see, there is this innate desire within me to gather with women in order to receive the nurturing, love and support that I really need.
A week or so later I picked up a book that had been on my shelves for years (at least 5) The Red Tent by Anita Diamant. Although a book of fiction, I was mesmerized by the way she wove the way that each woman's gift was known to them and shared with the community. This was a book about the first generations of humans. Each month the women would retreat to the Red Tent to rest, pray, share, rub each other with oil and brush their hair, even among the sticky web of loyalties and grudges that comes about in community. In this way the women were then able to honor their individual gifts giving and receiving support from their community of women. They then had more to give to their families and husbands. Some of the other communities had not shared this ritual. The women seemed to have less to give and did not know of their gifts or the rites of women. They did not have their power or connection to their source. It was ringing true to what I have felt missing in my life. I have lots of amazing and wonderful women friends that I connect with on deep levels, however we do not gather as a community often.
When I was growing up I was a Daddy's girl. I followed him around and worshiped him. When my parents divorced I remember standing in the driveway and thinking "you can't leave me here with them (the rest of the family) because I don't even know them". I had always looked at my Mom as weak. My dad had always told me that I could do anything and be anything that I wanted. Like many girls before me I joined the workforce and proceeded to make my way toward the top. After all I was powerful. Women in the workplace, myself included on some levels, did not care about and honor each other. It was not about our God given gifts, it was about getting to the top. After many years of this I was physically ill and emotionally and mentally exhausted. Somehow I had never really known my true power. So at 47 I finally feel that I am getting in touch with my true power. For me that power is wisdom and love, being connected with God, the Universe, my Source.
I am only speaking of my own experience and do believe that I have had many lifetimes here on Earth both as a woman and as a man. However, right now, being a woman I desire to connect with other women to share and honor our wisdom, gifts and to heal those empty spaces created from our separation. Men also have many wounds to heal and I pray that they find ways to heal.
Love & Blessings,