The patriarchy fears the crone. She is truthful, she is powerfully creative, she is intuitive and instinctual, and she loves fiercely. The patriarchy does everything it can to deny this, even to denigrate this and the women who embody it, because old women are wise women are powerful women. They have gifts to share, gifts that this world desperately needs.
Sunday, December 12, 2010
Body integration. This year, when did you feel the most integrated with your body? Did you have a moment when there wasn't mind and body, but simply a cohesive YOU, alive and present?
My body is not an entity that I often wish to integrate with. She is a constant source of discomfort (lie lie lie) she is a constant source of big nasty PAIN. Poor dear little one started out wonky and then was hit by a car driven by a mid-day drunk many years ago. Darlin body has had a very rough time of it and sometimes I think she wishes very much that she had gotten a kinder, lazier mistress. I cut body very little slack. Only lately have I begun to say "oh - I truly should not do that because if I do and I get hurt again I might not get up." Oh boy do I ever HATE that! I've had so many big loves in my life that were all about BODY and using/abusing BODY to get to the high place I wanted to get to. Ice skating [crash!]. Running [rip!]. And the biggie - horseback riding [splat! crack! snap!]. My interior scaffolding is so beaten up, twisted, held together with rubberbands and paperclips and whatever else was lying about the surgery that I cannot abuse it any further. So what was my delight this year? The moment when body and I were one and happy to be so? I gave my beauty BoJangles a long sweet bath - oh how he loves his bath. Then I walked him dry as he grazed on the early fall grass. Horse-lust overcame me and he knew the instant that he HAD me and walked over to the round pen where I climbed the rails and slid over on to his wet back. Magnificent old BoJo continued to walk sedately around the farm munching grass and allowing me to feel the play of muscles, the magical rhythm, total harmony of blended energies as he enjoyed his day while allowing me to celebrate mine. Thank You Beloved.