Ancient Mothers Weaving the World

We are still weaving the world together, And the patriarchy keeps getting in the way of progress. Winning for them means money and power.  Without US there is no THEM. You’d think this alone would bring them to their senses. But, alas, it is WE who have always “ruled the world” and it’s time to take it to the next level of existence!  I’m a “believer” of hope and am in line whenever it is being attacked. Bring your powerful hearts and souls to protest their idea of “winning”. All I see is the suffering in their wakes. And never give up. We are many more than them.

Happy International Women’s Day

Each time a woman stands up for herself, without knowing it possibly, without claiming it, she stands up for all women.

Maya Angelou

Artist Credit : Alma Devla Melena Cox

“People say that the world is dying, but I tell you that She is pregnant and near to giving birth. So little of what you see and understand about your world is true. You hold the broad outlines of a coming collapse, but you cannot foresee the disappearance of the world that you have made.

Your world is not My world. But My world is yours, and if you will let Me I will lead you there again. All of your fears, all of your worries, all of your anxious preoccupations—these have a single root cause: The world you have made cannot endure, and you cannot foresee the world to come.

If you look only at the distaff, all you see is the unraveling. If you look at the spinner’s hands, however, you will see that threads are being made. And if you follow those threads, you will see how they are plaited and woven into cloth. The unraveling will command the attention of those who have no faith. It will become the thing they look at, and for many it will be all that they see.

You must know that nothing is destroyed without something else being created, and you must have faith that this is so. I am taking that which has no value and giving that which is good in return. Nature does this constantly. What has become spent, what has exhausted its own life force, is taken and used to feed other life. This is like the turning of a spinning wheel. The distaff unravels, but the threads come together. And out of all those threads something new and wonderful is being woven.”

-The Way of the Rose: The Radical Path of the Divine Feminine Hidden in the Rosary by Clark Strand and Perdita Finn

Art: “ Ancient Mothers Weaving the World ” by Monica Sjöö