The Goddess is Alive in Every Woman

In the beginning, everything began, as it always does,women. They began to torture the women. They
with birth. The Great Mother of All gave birth, andbegan to kill the women. They bound women's feet
the Earth began to breathe. Again, and again, andfor this pain gave men pleasure.They burned women
again, the Great Mother gave birth. And the plantsat the stake for how dare any woman pretend to
began to breathe and the animals began to breatheknow the healing ways of the plants. They stoned
and the two-legged ones began to breathe. All formswomen to death for it frightened them to see even
of life began to breathe. To breathe, to live. In thethe smallest bit of her holy flesh. They cut out the
air, on the land, in the water, and even in the fires ofpleasure parts from between her legs for here was a
deep sulfurous vents where light never shines, allpower that seemed uncontrollable. And they told her,
forms of life began to breathe. And they were allagain and again, until she began to believe it was
very hungry."What shall we eat?" they asked thetrue, that she was not sacred, that she was not
Great Mother. "You eat me," she said with a smile.made in the image of God.The men told each other
And they did. They ate of Her body. The plants sentthat women were inferior, that the animals were
their roots down into the earth and they ate of Herinferior, and that the plants were inferior. Soon,
flesh and Her bones. The plants drank Her clear blood.puffed up with false pride, the men began to devise
From her deep springs, from her flowing waters, theways to use the women and the animals and the
plants ate. And they grew strong. And they gaveplants without respect for their power, without
birth. The grasses multiplied and rippled in the wind.respect for their sacredness. The men began to
Roots grew fat and juicy. And everywhere therebelieve that their view of the world was the only
were amazingly-shaped leaves, and flowers of manyview of the world.From one side of the Earth to the
colors, and fruits wondrous to behold.The animals ateother, they abused the women and the plants and
Her. They did not eat Her flesh and Her bones as thethe animals. They used them without regard and
plants did. They could not send their roots into Her,kept them locked away. They ignored the cries of
for they had legs and they moved about on the facepain. They came to believe that women and plants
of the Earth. Some of the animals ate of the grassesand animals actually enjoyed being hurt. They
that grew from the Mother. Some of the two-leggedconfused some women so terribly that these women
ones ate the seeds of the grasses and the roots ofbegan to believe that they actually were dirty and in
the plants and their leaves. They ate and they ateneed of punishment. They tortured so many women
and they ate. They began to give birth, too. Soonthat the wisdom of the women seemed to be the
there were many, many mouths eating the Mother.lie, and the lies of the men took on the trappings of
There were many, many feet stirring up the red dusttruth.But the Great Mother lives in every woman. In
of the Mother. There were many mouths to praiseevery place and every time, the Great Mother shows
her abundance. And many mouths to feed."I am youherself in the form of every living woman. "Eat me."
and you are me. I am here for you to eat. Now eatshe whispers in the dreams of the woman. And the
me. Eat all of me." she urged them. And some of thewoman throws off the bed covers and walks
animals ate Her flesh and Her bones in the form ofbarefoot into the moonlit night. She is yearning. She
the other animals. And some of the two-legged onesfeels a deep stirring in her belly. She looks at the
ate Her flesh and Her bones in the form of themoon and she fancies that she hears the moon
animals. And her clear blood became red. And this redspeaking to her. "You are sacred. You are the
blood flowed in the bodies of the animals and thebeginning and the end of all existence. I am you and
bodies of the two-leggeds who ate of the animalsyou are me. Keep sacred the days of your bleeding
who ate of the plants who ate of Her. And theand I will share with you the wisdom of the plants
Great Mother was well pleased.Now this red bloodand the animals and the very Earth."Can she believe it
flowed in the bodies of the two-legged ones. Itis true? Dare she believe the truth of the words she
flowed in their bodies and it sang to them. This redseems to hear? All her life she has been told that she
blood sang to them of the endless wisdom of theis not pretty enough, nor smart enough, not strong
Great Mother, and the endless dance of the moon,enough. Everything seems to tell her that she is too
and the endless spiral of birth and life and death. Andround, too emotional, too sensitive. And not sacred,
the ones who were round and full like the Mother feltin fact, the complete opposite of sacred. All the days
the blood stirring in their bellies. The good red bloodof her life she has heard the stories of the wonders
moved in their bellies and they were full of wonder,of man, the creator. She has heard it so often that it
and they said to the Mother: "What shall we do withhas the sound of truth: God is a man. God is
the red blood that moves so strongly in our bellies,all-powerful, so men are all-powerful (and women are
Mother?" And she replied: "Give it to me. Return thisweak). God is clean, so men are clean (and women
blood to me. Nourish me. Allow me to replenishare dirty). God is pure, so men are pure (and women
myself from your blood." And so they did.Each monthare filth). God never bleeds from between his legs
when the moon grew dark and disappeared, theand men never bleed from between their legs (so
blood began to flow from between the legs of somethe flowing blood of women is a sickness, a curse, a
of the two-legged ones. From the wombs of thepunishment). How can she believe that her blood is
two-legged ones, the blood flowed: red and rich andsacred? How can she allow herself to feel pleasure,
nourishing. The red blood flowed into Her and sheto name it good, to name it holy? How can she dare
said: "You are me and I am you. Your blood is myto believe that she is the Goddess?Yes, the Goddess!
blood. And my blood is yours. Forever and forever,The Goddess who is alive in every woman, in every
we will nourish each other. And if you will keep holyplace, in every time. The Goddess who whispers in
the days of your bleeding, I will teach you all theour dreams. The Goddess who smiles in our lives. The
secrets of the plants and the animals. And if you willGoddess who stirs the blood in our bellies. The
keep holy the days of your bleeding, I will teach youGoddess who knows that every woman is wise and
all the secrets of Heaven and Earth." And so thepowerful and sacred. The Goddess who calls to us:
women kept holy the days of their bleeding, and"Keep the days of your bleeding sacred. Remember
they grew wise in the ways of the plants, the waysthat your blood is the blood of life, the blood of
of the animals, and the ways of Heaven andpeace. Feed me your blood, your moon-time blood,
Earth.And so it was for many, many turns of theoh my daughter, my lover. Feed me, for I hunger
Earth around the Sun. Until the change. No one reallyand I thirst for you."Return to me. Return to yourself.
knows where it started. Like a small fire, at first itRemember yourself. Remember me. I am the Great
seemed harmless. The women were wise and theyMother. I am the Goddess. I am the Wise Woman.
thought no harm could come to them. Were theyListen to my words. Listen to my song. I am in you,
not the very Earth herself? To harm a woman, wasthus I can never be lost. My story is your story. And
it not the same as harming the Mother? And whoit is the true story of birth and life and death. Eat me.
would be so foolish as to harm their own Mother? ToFeed me. You are woman and so am I. Through me,
harm the source of nourishment and comfort andyou exist; through you, I exist. We are the ones
strength?Yet there were those who were so foolish.who create. We are the ones who nourish. We are
Deluded, they grew arrogant, and began to tell thethe ones who open the gates between the worlds.
story of creation in a strange way. They began toWe are the ones who must reclaim ourselves, who
believe that a man gave birth to the Earth and tomust reweave ourselves."Oh sister, dear sister, the
humans! They said that man was the source of allthreads are thin, the song is faint. Tell me it is not
nourishment and wisdom. They said that man wastoo late. Tell me that you hear me. Tell me that you
the image of God, and that God was jealous, andbelieve me. Tell me that the Goddess has returned.
angry, that God demanded pain and blood andTell me you are listening to the plants and the animals
despised the simple pleasures of the body, of theand your own deep knowing. Tell me you are looking
earth. They said that God lived above, not within thepast the slick, simple lies and into the messy, complex
earth, that God lived in heaven and was above all life.truth. Tell me that you feel the red blood stirring in
They said that men were above all life, too. Thatyour belly."Tell me it is not too late. Tell me the
man had dominion over all of life, over all of the Earthsisters are awakening. Tell me the moonlodge is
herself, to do with as he pleased.Oh, how silly theirrebuilt. Tell me that the words of White Buffalo Calf
stories were. Surely no one could believe such stories!Woman were not in vain. Tell me that Kwan Yin's
Surely everyone could see clearly that woman washeart is not breaking. Tell me that Venus is safe. Tell
the source of life, and nourishment. Surely it wasme that Artemis roams free in the woods. Tell me
clear that the women's blood was the life of thethat Lilith is welcome at your table. Tell me that you
Earth and the life of the people. And that theremember that pleasure is holy to me. Tell me that
pleasure of the body was holy, was sacred, wasyou refuse to believe that you delight in pain."Tell me
good. That the Earth was alive, was our true Mother,that you feel me reaching out to you from the deep
and must be respected. That we are part of Her,core of your being, from time out of mind. Tell me
dependent on Her for our very breath.But, like a smallthat you feel me waking up inside you, waking you
fire left alone when the wind is blowing, the strangeup to your beauty and your power. Tell me that you
stories of God, of man as creator, grew andare reclaiming your truth and turning a deaf ear to
multiplied. The small fire of deceit rapidly became athe lies. Tell me that you remember that you are the
raging storm, a storm that threatened all life. For theGoddess. Tell me that you remember that you and I
men began to say that the blood of women wasare the same. Tell me you keep sacred the days of
bad, that women's moon time blood was dirty,your bleeding. Tell me you honor your crones."I have
unclean, even dangerous. They began to say thatbeen with you since the beginning, and I will be with
women themselves were dirty and dangerous. Theyyou at the end. I am part of you and you are part
began to say that the Earth was dirty andof me. Allow me to love you. Allow me to honor you.
dangerous. They began to think of themselves asAllow me to return."Susun Weed
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