Healing What I Did Not Realize Was Wounded: Part I

Sometimes I don’t even realize I am wounded. There have been many times in my life that I have known that I was wounded and sought healing from divine beings, and for those healings I am eternally grateful. But there have also been times when I was healed even though I didn’t even realize I was wounded, and the healing from such moments is truly exquisite grace. This happened on my last two visits to Mexico.

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Tlazolteotl: The Goddess of Filth

My heart is a flower, the corolla opens; Ah! It is the mistress of midnight and She has arrived Our Mother, the Goddess Tlazolteotl. (Hymn to Tlazolteotl, from Baéz-Jorge 101)[1] She is easily identified, usually with black around her mouth, sometimes with a conical...

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The Cihuateteo

The cosmology of the Mesoamericans presents a lush, complex landscape of deities and ideas. Study of this cosmology, through a particularly feminist lens, reveals powerful female deities. Among the most intriguing are the Cihuateteo[1]. The Cihuateteo (literally...

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