MAGDELANA Death As A Deity

MAGDELENA

A few days ago, I sat down with Winter Jade Icely, to record one of the deepest and most personal conversations I’ve had to date on Grief, Death, and the Underworld.

We didn’t just skim the surface of this profoundly deep topic. No, we went on a winding, at times, philosophical, journey down the River the Styx.

When we closed, I sat at my altar for almost half an hour, digesting all that came through.

Her questions were profound and penetrating. The space she held that allowed the conversation to unfold as it did: impeccable.

Topics we covered:

How relationships tangibly continue after we’ve lost a loved one.

The way we orient to the natural birth process and bringing our children into the world, can act as an exceptional map as we guide them out of this world.

Keening as permission. The way our grief is mirrored back to us is especially meaningful.

Our culture’s lack of mature grief rituals, and the vacuum that creates in the “wake” of death.

The potential inside conscious Underworld Journey’s to provide a griever with tools for their path into deeper dimensions of soul.

How the “Gnawing Yearn within Grief” is a devoted partner.

And intimate details about my personal journey with Grief I haven’t shared anywhere else.

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Winter Writes this about our conversation.

Before death takes away what you are given, give away what there is to give.”

― Rumi

I carry a personal longing to open the doorways into the experience of death and grief, to bow before the mysteries that break open the human heart as 'bleeding love'. To fully understand that the only thing we know for certain is that death will touch us, that we too will die.

I was deeply moved to speak with Damascena Tanis astrologer, writer and recently bereaved mother about the death of her 22 year old son.

I hold gratitude for her courage to give a voice to the often hidden chambers of 'bone deep' grief, to let us into the unimaginable experiences of such loss. Damascena speaks of soul ecstasy inside grief and the power of keening, the chaotic lament that bridges the love we carry to those no longer in this world.

In Her words:

"There’s a terror to it. A REALNESS. Because we begin to realize that forever is such a long time.

And so each new morning is filled with dread. As we wake from the sleep where they still are, to the day where they are not.

Our entire mind, body, and soul, is filled with them. A love so big, so expansive, and full, that one body can’t contain it.

I understand fully when they say that “grief is love that has no where to go.

Listen at the link on the Button.