She who heals
place your hand in hers
and you will feel it…
passing from one to another
conduit of grace
let her bind up your wounds
apply balm to your soul
and hold you
against her shoulder
when you need to cry.
she’s ready to embrace you.
I wrote this poem last month as another character/archetype poem that came to mind after my original outraged ancestral mother poem and prayer. (Both of which were recently published in the current edition of The Tor Stone). Prophet Woman and Shakti Woman also showed up, as did Medicine Woman. I’ve still got Yoga Woman out there…
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Trista Hendren is an author and a feminist activist. She co-founded Rapebook, which is a Facebook page set up to campaign against rape humour and other abusive content including child sex abuse images on Facebook. She shares her extensive experience of reporting to Facebook, in particular during the time Rapebook was being hit daily with up to 500 abusive links, comments and messages by attackers who also made rape and death threats.
Trista, can you tell me what prompted you to create the Rapebook page on Facebook and what were the aims of the page?
I noticed that many women I knew via Facebook were having issues over the course of about 2 months. I began to connect the dots and wrote an article that included examples from a variety of women from around the world.
The more I opened my eyes to what was happening, the more frightening…
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The Lotus Flower Blossoms (as set forth in Chapter XV of my book):
“There is a place where, wherever you are there, whatever you are doing…no matter what, in any given moment, there should be nowhere you would rather be. It is where you are right now – and you have the ability to so deeply and artfully appreciate your life and its living…to connect one healthful insight to the next, and make them all one…learning to witness this already-existing truth.
In the wilderness of our existence…a place of budding flowers about, about to unwrap in a showing of perfect appreciation for all to thrive upon, we are the flowers which can blossom again and again in each season of our deeper and deeper insights…all connected…each better and more healthful than before.
It is not unlike Heaven…and it can become Heaven, with enough insight and appreciation. It takes quite a…
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