The Feminine and the Land…

Art By Hallie Torris

THERE’S THIS WAY THAT THE FEMININE IS INEXTRICABLY LINKED TO THE LAND

I’ve been feeling into the profound waves of grief that are coming up for me.

Tracking my response as we move through this portal of intensity.

My husband is Palestinian. We lived overseas the better part of a decade.

And for the last twenty years, there has not been a time when a part of the world that I love isn’t under some kind of autocratic aggression.

But this, this is different.

At first I worried that my sorrow and anger was related to my biases.

A white, Christian nation. People who looked like me being attacked.

But as this week has wore on, and I’ve continued to hold myself, I realize it’s something far deeper.

There’s an element of simplicity to this conflict for me.

While we could make it ideological, and for the people attacking it may be.

But the deeper current is the LAND.

There’s this release valve being activated in my grief.

It’s in this collective attention being turned towards the protection of the land. Of Her, of the Feminine.

The 1’s and 0’s organizing around the current of partnership.

And the brave citizens of Ukraine saying we will fight for Her.

They are willing to lay down their lives uphold their covenant with the Land.

It’s an energetic I’ve been waiting for.

Waiting for this rise against the dominator paradigm. A microcosm of the macrocosm.

There’s this way this conflict mirrors the energetic soup that we live in.

Russia (government) represents the way we’ve treated the Earth and her inhabitants for thousands of years.

Conquering, raping, pillaging, based on ideology. We’ve extracted and dominated for millennia based on the idea that we are at the top of the food chain.

Not part of a vast eco-system.

And the Ukrainians have said “No” to this energetic.

Enough.

It feels as though sooo much is at stake in this one. Not in the realm of democracy/autocracy.

Though pure, true democracy, is a Feminine System. Birthed here on our land by the cult of Venus and The Venus Families (America: Nation of the Goddess: The Venus Families and the Founding of the United States; Book by Alan Butler and Janet Wolter) And though we didn’t achieve their vision, it was a step in the right direction.

Even more than systems…this feels like sitting at the edge of a paradigm shift. The very tip of it.

I have just realized that seeing this kind of scared heroism at work restores my faith in where we are going.

And it’s allowed my armor, the armor necessary to live inside this paradigm, to move to the side a bit.

Exposing a gaping wound far deeper than I imagined.

And a place where I’ve felt helpless and victimized vs activated and in service.

We are the ones we’ve been waiting for.

If Ukraine can say “no”. The David against Goliath, so can we.

This feels like a significant opening. And I’m here for it.

Will we finally stand up for the Earth, The Mother? Stand up for Her? For Partnership? Or will we let her burn?