My heart has been traversing the landscapes of an ancient grief.

I found it hiding out under moss and vine.

Underneath the bedrock of anger and projection there it was; in the shape of the ocean, it smelt like autumn.

The Dark Feminine is not a woman but a field of energy that expresses the ancient lineages of the carnal and primordial wisdoms.

The Dark Feminine is a principle that knits together spirit consciousness with the deep pulsing rootedness of earth bound life.

From the darkness

Archetypes are birthed

cloaked in energetic imprints

that carry old age stories

a golden thread

woven through the history of everything.

𝐇𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐢𝐞𝐬

They are the sacred tales of our beginnings and endings that hold within them archetypal melodies, the cords of culture that infuse civilisations. Myths are the maps of meaning for our human experience and whether we consent to it or not humanity exists within these ancient narratives.

THE PASSING OF THE TORCH FROM JESUS TO MAGDALENE

I have mostly kept my gaze away from the current scuffle around the Born Again Christian voice accusing the goddess/ embodiment arts, of heresy (which really in our collective memory is a familiar cry) but since I have been publicly called ‘into the ring’ I am going to share my perspective.  

I am an undercover agent

A harlot

A wicked adulteress

I am pure fraudulence.

And I am here

Awake.

Words are becoming foreign landscapes to me as the language of the sensuous beckons.

I have a longing to hear a silent circular chord that encompasses everything in existence.

I see a bright portion

under the overhead light

that shades into

darkness

and then into darker

darkness

and I can't see beyond that.”

― Charles Bukowski,

My Eternal Beloved

I have been yours since the first cosmic breath was exhaled inside the primordial waters of your dark womb.

You my love have caressed my many faces with your southerly wind fingertips.

Magdalena is not a woman, mother or whore.

Neither her or she.

Magdalena is a principle of LIFE that anchors in the core of the heart stretching down to the smallest molecule and up to the cosmic sea.

Sitting under a Pohutukawa tree as the moon edges towards its fullness of luminosity and I am reflecting upon my journey over the past year. I am currently in what feels like a pregnant pause from an intense year of soul 'work' (emergence). The relief of just for a few months having a ‘normal’ life where my days revolve around what time I take my swim, what I am having for dinner, the ‘respectable’ hour for daily my Gin and Tonic and some part of my psyche is purring.

Some of us have to dig deep to see that this time right now is the time of our lives.

The world is in complete shutdown; government controls are tightening, mass fear pervades the planet, mistrust in humanity is now an emoji and some of us are using scrapbook pages in lieu of toilet paper.

It was my 42nd birthday on the summer solstice and I was hanging upside down over a waterfall in Greece as part of a ritual to acknowledge the doorway to my Uranus Opposition Midlife Transit.

Archetypes have been surfacing within our collective culture for thousands of years. The origins of archetypal theorem trace back to Plato who deciphered them as mental forms imprinted in the soul. Jung described archetypes as universal patterns and images found within our collective unconscious. These images have emerged through mythologies, religions, legends and for me, through direct transmissions.

We are on the threshold of an evolution in planetary consciousness with the equinoctial shift from the astrological constellation of Pisces into Aquarius entering a new cycle of World Age.

What is a sexually empowered woman?

Facilitating workshops on sexuality I have often encountered projections of my own sexual life; assumptions of raging promiscuity, orgies or boundary-less engagements. These projections are somewhat inaccurate and although I have explored many frontiers of sexual expression, I have also had many years of little sexual engagement with others.

I am writing about a monster that lives inside of me, down in the fiery pits of my emotional body. I have always known it was there but mostly preferred to believe that the creature that dwelled in the dark fringes of my subconscious would just one day pack up and leave.

It didn’t. Instead it awakened.

It is hardly surprising that on the first evening of The Dark Erotic which I held last weekend in Sydney I found myself sharing the venue space with a large group of Hare Krishna’s holding Kirtan with a venerable guru.

I am fascinated with the archetype of the temptress, she has been alive in my psyche from a young age. I have been shining a light on her dark aspects that exist within me recently and noticing how I can activate her seductress powers to attract and enact my desires, sometimes consciously and often unconsciously.