Follow Your Passion: A Seamless Tumblr Journey
“Maar vóór en voorbij de liefde voor de mens ligt de liefde voor God; want Zij is de Bron en Fontein van alle liefde.”
The Heldere Overlevering; Leringen; Het Licht: 6
“But before and beyond the love of maids there lies the love of God; for She is the Source and Fountain of all love.”
The Clear Recital; Teachings; The Light: 6
“Alle complexiteiten van de wereld zijn slechts de draaiingen van een labyrint, en in het centrum bevindt zich het vurige rozenhart van onze Moeder, brandend van volmaakte liefde.”
De Heldere Overlevering; Leringen; De Enige Waarheid: v11
“All the complexities of the world are but the turnings of a labyrinth, and at the centre is the fiery rose-heart of our Mother, burning with perfect love.”
The Clear Recital; Teachings; The Single Truth: v11
As someone so deeply devoted to darkness and the night I never expected to feel so connected to water and light that I'd center them in my practice. When I first started joining feminine centric spaces I agreed it was very important to acknowledge the solar feminine, but I always felt like it just wasn't for me. This doesn't go for everyone but for me it's a sign of how much I've healed and grown as a person and spiritually that I'm now able to access that part of myself 🩵
Femininity is like the sea, a perfect balance between active and receptive, ebb and flow
Now that it's summer I can feel myself drawn to activities that are on a higher frequency. Dance, art, music, preparing food and connecting to what's real. Also, putting effort into looking nice, something that in my pagan days I didn't consider sacred or holy because I saw it as unnatural (along with most purely human activities and instincts that we don't share with our animal counterparts). I've never felt more connected to the Divine than when I started seeing our humanity as divine. I feel nothing but love for the natural world, animals, and nature worship itself. But I realize that in doing what I thought was 'going back to the basics' and spiritually valuing only that which came directly from nature, I denied myself the one thing I wanted: a spiritual relationship with the Goddess, the gods, and other people
God does not make mistakes. You were made in Her image. We are led astray by false gods and idols so that we be persuaded, to change our faces, our bodies, our beauty. We destroy Her Creation, Her carefully crafted features, that She gifted our mothers and grandmothers before us. The features She will gift your children, and your grandchildren. And you will look upon them, and see God Herself in your Creation. And you will see beauty.
I had a dream about a forest, far away. I heard the gentle running of water and when I reached the open space behind the trees, I saw a stream. Water rushing, glistening in the light. When I looked beyond it, I saw a statue of a woman. I stepped into the stream, sharp rocks pressing against the soles of my feet. The water was cold up to my ankles. As I crossed the stream and stepped onto the rocks, I felt the cool wind blowing against my wet skin. It was even colder than before, and for a second, I knew I'd felt steadier in the water. I approached the stone statue and kneeled before Her, bowing my head and closing my eyes, listening, to the water and the wind. I stood up once again, the gravel leaving an imprint on my knee. I never looked at Her, but instead pressed my hand against Her. I could've sworn I felt a heartbeat through the rough texture of that cold stone exterior. And I knew to turn back. I felt the earth underneath my feet. It whispered to me. I stepped back into the water, and it felt like coming up for air. And so I followed along, down the stream. Everything was still and serene. Except for the gentle rushing of the stream. And the sound of water falling.