I'm reading a great book called Poetic Medicine by John Fox. I began writing a dark poem about some past trauma and much to my surprise it was very powerful. I discovered that my current nervousness when driving home from work at night is connected with the fact that my subconscious mind still thinks my step father is at home; and he was a scary person. This was a profound connection to me. I decided to paint the Dark Mother Kali in connection with the poem. Kali is a Hindu Goddess who kills demons, the ones in our minds of course. I painted Kali stepping on Shiva as she does to connect us with God, except I imaged her stepping on my dead stepfather rather than Shiva. I also make a stepping gesture with my foot to remind my subconscious that my stepfather is really dead. This is a simplified version of a profound experience, but I was thrilled at how powerful it was to combine poetry, art and dance and all in the "dark." If you'd liket to write a dark poem about a heavy subject from you past or present, write me about your experience.
Munira
Friday, January 22, 2010
Thursday, July 30, 2009
Welcome to Dance of the Dark Mother
Welcome to Dance of the Dark Mother. This was the name of the paper I wrote for the California Institute of Integral Studies, CIIS. They must of liked the paper because I was accepted to their PhD program in Women's Spirituality. I will begin this August taking classes online and occassioanly in person. Since I live in NH, it will be great to get back to San Francicso where the spirit is literally out in the steets. I thought that's where most of the Women's Spirituality was happening in this country, but I have discovered that New England has a lot of spiritual women and some of them are priestesses of the Dark Mother! Please join me in introducing the cyles of birth, life, sexuality, death and rebirth to women who honor the Goddess, the mother and the crone. It is through darkness that we emerge into the light and with each cycle that we return closer to the sacred earth and the divinity within ourselves.
Dancing in the dark,
Munira
Dancing in the dark,
Munira
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