The Temple of Isis
Imagine yourself within the sacred chambers of Sekhmet in Egypt or beside the temple of Isis in Pompey. This is the journey Karen Tate shares with her reader as she travels amid the ruins that once glorified the goddesses in a lifelong quest to meld with the sacred feminine.
“Months and years after the journey, the effect was still with me. Our experiences, though out of the ordinary and perhaps even a little bizarre by traditional standards, were real. Yet are they much different from visions and epiphanies documented by ancient, even Biblical scribes? I know for myself the strength and courage I felt permeate my being in the presence of Sekhmet in her temple in Karnack. That resolves seemed to steel and guide me through trials and transformations that challenged me in the time beyond this journey, helping me find strength to stand in my truth and integrity.” (p 95)
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“To your man’s body, your belly will rise, for he shall be eager above you.” Genesis 3:16, as written by the original author, known only as J (for Jehovah). Compare this with the traditional version from the King James Bible: “And thy desire shall be to thy husband, and he shall rule over thee.” Very different meaning, wouldn’t you say? A vivid description of the sexual act vs. women being submissive to men? Continue reading →
In her book, Growing Up Without The Goddess, Sandra Pope’s rich descriptions are palpable contrast to the stark abuse that wove itself through her life. The imagery draws the reader into a world at once beautiful and terrifying. Following the paths she walked, each turn vivid as she plays among the trees and streams, the reader is caught up in the wonders of childhood, only to be confronted — suddenly, unexpectedly — with the need to flee combined with a morbid curiosity that compels her to continue.
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Shakti: Realm of the Divine Mother
Author: Mataji Devi Vanamali
Genre: Goddesses, Hindu
Publisher: Inner Traditions
Price: $ 19.95
In the Devi Gita, Devi says:
“I am the intelligence from which the universe emanates and in which it abides. The ignorant believe me to be nothing more than Nature or Prakriti, but the wise experience me as the true self within. They glimpse me in their own hearts when their minds become as still and clear as an ocean without waves. Continue reading →