Maria Montessori was a woman born for her time. Woman and girls in Italy were considered property until she reached the age of 7 and then views slowly began to extend. With that foundation, Miss Maria became the first female physician in Italy. Reportedly asking permission from the pope to attend school.
Maria became an innovative educator whose methods are being used and proven today. This shift in profession came as she saw the terrible plight of the children she met in her internship in a mental institution. The developmentally delayed, poor and physically handicapped, it was this pain she felt that fueled her creation of her first school for children in Rome.
Maria’s #herstory tells us that pain can be a catalyst for purpose. Pain can provide positive energy that fuels our passion. This is a familiar pattern in successful stories, beauty can be seeded in tragedy, wastelands can be transformed into gardens and as we follow her example and leave the world better in our own way-goodness reverberates-through our own family lines and throughout history.
Marguerite Porete, a French Mystic was burnt at the stake for heresy in 1310. This book she authored, ‘The Mirror of Simple Souls’ was cited as her punishable crime. As well as her refusal to recant the knowledge that she was moving forward. It is considered one of the primary texts of medieval Heresy of the Free Spirit. Originally written in old French, then later translated into Latin and other languages – it was not officially published until 1927.
This is not the kind of book you can simply read. You have to feel into it’s other worldly language. It transforms your mind to another time. The familiar unknown that touches your witch wound, and the Energy that turns it into Wisdom. A sacred container for words that guide your heart through a process of deeper understanding.
I am forever grateful for the renegades that came before me. We are the Granddaughters of the ones they couldn’t burn. And it is our honor to move Herstory forward. To bring balance to the World that we were created to care for.
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Rehearsal noms! The company of #IntheKitchen is practicing and prepping. Are you hungry Get your tix today! Link in bio!
Last night’s opening of LUMINOUS STREETS was epic. Join us for the rest of Opening Weekend TONIGHT at 8PM and Sunday at 3PM.
“A wonderful night of theatre in downtown Los Angeles with Luminous Streets, an immersive DTLA theatrical tour, from the force of nature that is Jesse Bliss and the Roots and Wings Project. Reminiscent of some of the fun we had with experimental theatre in the 60's and 70's, as well as the agit prop shows from Teatro Chicano, Luminous Streets is a tour of five downtown locations, each the site for a new piece from a talented bevy of writers, all women, delivered by an equally talented stable of actors and performers. The audience is asked to walk to each different location in a six block radius, including the Last Bookstore, King Eddie's Bar, and at one point on a street corner.... There is something here for everybody to find and appreciate in this olio of work, and the entire experience is elevated by walking about, out on the street at night; it's like being a tourist in your own hometown.” — Tomas Benitez, Latino Arts Network
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For years I looked in all the wrong places ~ for love, and reassurance, and validation. Long moments passed by as I searched outside myself, for things I didn’t realise I already had. I threw myself from the known, into the unknown, and back again ~ like I might find something I yearned for, something that had fallen between the cracks, something real.
Days and nights passed in spaces of searching for someone who might hold my answers. I bent myself, and twisted my frame, to try and become, more.
And I could regret the adversities that have marked my days ~ the heartbreak and moments split open, with truth and pain. I could deny the wild fragments of myself that needed to be stretched out to their edges, so I could feel, something. I could regret the full spectrum of experiences that weave my story whole ~ and the contrast between light and shade, that I now know so well.
Or, through these doorways, I could instead remember love. I could cherish these opportunities. I could see them as slivers of gold, and the delicate learnings that gift me awareness, and understanding. The magic parts of me ~ a solid, and very necessary, foundation for my growth, and evolution.
They say, that the Phoenix will rise up from the ash.
For so long I felt something was wrong, with my complexity, my inability to fit the ideals of others and to swallow my truths when others asked me ~ to be a little more like this, and a little less like that.
There is nothing, wrong. And there is nothing that needs to be fixed. We walk our own roads ~ sometimes we run, and sometimes we crawl, and either way is just perfect.
And the beauty of time is that I now see it is not my right, to dim my light. And it is not my role, to be anything but whole. And if your eyes glaze as I stand bare, it is not my place, to ensure your comfort there ✨
Reposted from @lifesfavoritelover (@get_regrann) - Reposted from @chakabars - Th concept of virginity was created because men are so egotistical, that they think that a penis can fundamentally change who a woman is. Meanwhile in real life our penises are pathetic when compared to the power of a vagina. Why do me say that women came from a mans rib, when it’s self explanatory that we came from a vagina. I also believe that if there was an Adam an Eve, because of history and not #herstory Adam probably ate the apple then blamed Eve. Female genital mutilation is carried out because men hate themselves. Men rape women because they want a false physical power over women, because they have an internalised inferiority complex as they know that women are more powerful than men. So we force them to cover up as children because we are weak. Or we force them to strip off for approval so that we can objectify them to feel better about our sh*t connection to real spirituality. The only thing more powerful than a woman, is the holy trinity of mother father and child. Now the holy trinity is Father, son, ghost. Where is the woman She is a ghost She is separated at religious ceremonies. She is a survivor of rapes and sexism. She isn’t paid equally but she raised you. Are we actually stupid. When I build sustainable villages they will be matrifocal, matriarchal and matrilineal, because I know that a people can only rise as high as it’s women. Meanwhile evil men still rape women, conditioned men are still sexist and perpetuate rape culture. Women are Thots (that hoe over there’s) sluts and bitches, men are running the planet into the ground but don’t want to share power with women. They think that when you share power with with women you halve it, but my brothers when you share power with women you double it. Respect, balance, peace love and unity. ✊🏿🖤🌱 *And Truth
For #NationalPeriodDay today many will be rallying & posting to end the #TamponTax because they say tampons are not a luxury. However when the average woman will use over 11,000 disposable one-time-use menstrual products in her reproductive lifetime, I call that a luxury... Ladies, don’t get caught up in fighting for a right that ain’t even right. Let’s think beyond our own generation. Avoid the tampon tax & #SwitchToTheCup. Read my tips & grab a discount code for your first cup that will last years maybe decades. I got y’all 💕 Link in my bio. -Bee Intuitive
As the nights grow longer and the veil of the worlds thins and opens,I descend the inward spiral with peace in my heart..life’s turmoil is spinning all around me..challenges..rites of passage..initiation..on going tests and tests yet to come..but my heart is in peace,downwards as I go,into the darkness and the light of the within,for I finally know where it is that I want to go...and that is home..I am going home..where I am myself..in peace with myself..in love..in my center..in full bloom of my medicine..in bliss for being alive..in service...home...in my hearth..among my people..that is where I go..where I have always been going..but now I know..and however crooked and steep the path, it is the one I have to walk, to go back and forward and right in the center of where I belong..🍁🍁🍁🍁🍁🍁🍁🍁🍁🍁🍁🍁🍁🍁 #thewheelturns #autumnrites #belonging #sacredjourney #daughteroftheearth #reclaimyourpower #authenticself #sacredmedicine #pagan #sacredlife #lifeisaceremony #herstory #samhain #earthreligion #innerlight