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Praise the Queen of the Sun

posted by Donna Henes

Praise to the Goddess Sun — Our Lady For She has been born From out the Womb of Self Her Mother And She has danced and played Amongst the flowers And She has grown to bleed And fertilize the Earth […]

Solar Goddesses

posted by Donna Henes

In archaic times, people perceived the sun, in its shining prime and glory, the giver of heat and light and life, to be the effulgent force of the female. A passionate aspect of the Great Mother, the versatile Jill-of-All-Trades who […]

Mother Queen

posted by Donna Henes

What an extraordinarily exciting and gorgeous time of the year spring is. Life is bursting out all over. Buds, blossoms and babies everywhere! Is it any wonder that May is the month of the Goddess? And of the Mother? Like […]

The Sun is Born

posted by Donna Henes

It is from the state of original chaos, the elemental ether, the black void — The Great Uterine Darkness — that the old creatrix goddesses are said to have brought forth all that is. That the world started with the […]

Previous Posts

No Country for Old Women
by Mary Saracino Howling from the mountaintops wailing from the riverbanks scooping the moon into their waning wombs the old women know that lies kill, distortions maim, hope isn’t enough to feed starving babies, school the ignorant, put and end to war. Like Furies, the old ones rise,

posted 6:00:38am Feb. 27, 2015 | read full post »

Mad
I am mad. No, that doesn’t begin to describe it. I am pissed. I am angry. I am irate. I am incensed. I am enraged. I am livid. I am FURIOUS. “All men are created equal,” states the Declaration of Independence. From the very beginning, women were denied equality in this country. It has taken

posted 6:00:45am Feb. 25, 2015 | read full post »

Saving Mother Earth
A poem by Mary Saracino Mary Saracino is a novelist, poet and memoir-writer who lives in Denver , Colorado. This compassionate and articulate sister Queen calls herself Queen Mary Immaculata. A single day in April isn’t enough to honor our Mother, save the planet that is her body, rest

posted 6:00:13am Feb. 23, 2015 | read full post »

The Legend of Sta. Procrastinata
I received this gem via email almost ten years ago. I immediately tracked down the source, obtained permission, and arranged to print it in the next issue of Always in Season, which went out of print in 2006. As it turned out, it was bumped for space and placed into the basket of ideas accumulating

posted 6:00:37am Feb. 20, 2015 | read full post »

In the Dark
Simple as it may seem, when the lights go out, we simply lose our bearings. The density of the dark makes it impossible for us to fix our positions anymore. We find ourselves alone in the universe, untethered and unprepared. The blackness of lightlessness leaves us no internal compass by which to tr

posted 6:00:37am Feb. 18, 2015 | read full post »


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