I have to share a beautiful experience that speaks to the power of the pen to tap into something deeper and older than we can explain.
This morning I was reading The Chalice and the Blade by Riane Eisler. I won’t go into all the emotions this book arouses in me but I cannot emphasize strongly enough that EVERY woman in the world – and every man who was born from the body of a beautiful woman – should read this book. I’m sure I will touch on this some more in the future. However, the point is, as I sat here by the fire contemplating the repercussions of Eisler’s words, I suddenly realized what I had to do.
With my life.
Yeah, kind of a big deal.
Of course, I rushed to my journal to talk this epiphany through, to make sure I had heard my heart correctly. And yes, I had. My whole life, from the family and church I was born into, to the thesis I wrote as an undergrad, to writing a journal for the past 20-odd years, to teaching, to my Goddard Master’s degree program – all have led me to this place, right now. My eyes have been opened and I now have a responsibility to do something with the knowledge I have been given.
But here is the actual point of this post: As I put the period at the end of the final sentence of my journal entry, I wrote in big letters, SHALOM. That’s strange, I thought, why would I write a Hebrew word when the Hebrew Bible was what caused most of this trouble [i.e. the suppression of women] in the first place? So, I looked it up. Here’s what I read:
Shalom also means completeness, wholeness, health, peace, welfare, safety soundness, tranquility, prosperity, perfectness, fullness, rest, harmony, the absence of agitation or discord. Shalom comes from the root verb shalom meaning to be complete, perfect and full. (via http://www.therefinersfire.org/meaning_of_shalom.htm)
By speaking out about how and why we as a species became so unbalanced psychologically and spiritually, it is the point of my thesis work and my teaching to help others on their own quest for wholeness to feel “complete, perfect and full.”
So, trust your pen. Write what it wants to write. You know more than you know you know.
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Amen to that!!
Awesome Joanna!! I always enjoy reading your posts but this one was especially good – thank you! I’m going to pick that book up to read ;O)
Lovely essay, and so heart felt. I cannot believe I saw you today and you could carry on as though you had not reached epiphany. And, your last comment sure struck home regarding our listenings today.
You are on a wonderful journey.
Thank you, Sharon. Actually, I almost didn’t make it to the group because I had barely written this and was still absorbing the whole thing. The meeting was a crash down to real life, to be sure! I appreciate your thoughts and support. Thank you!