Walking into the Darkness


Holy Mother,

in you we live, and move, and have our being . .

from you all things proceed, to you all things return.

                                                                                        — Victor Anderson

When I pray these words, “Mother” becomes a verb, not a gendered noun.

They who give birth.

They who gave birth to all things .  . .

* * * * * *

But before They Mothered, They were the Darkness.

The Darkness looked out upon Hirself in the curved mirror of space and time and fell in love and in lust with the infinite possibilities contained within Hir body . .  . and from that love and lust Hir desire rose .  . .

* * * * * *

As a Feri priest, I inhabit a cosmos born from the desire stirred by the beauty of darkness beholding itself.    So while many celebrate the Winter Solstice as the return…

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