Go ask your Mother...

I don’t think my son really likes fireworks.  Somehow I think he inherited some memories from his grandfather, and somehow I think fireworks and flak were a bit to close for comfort for his grandfather.  For the last couple of years he’s taken a most British attitude on the Fourth of July, the American holiday called “Independence Day”.  He’s taken to referring to it as “treason and sedition” day, accurate to the perspective, but not exactly a popular sentiment where we live.  But that’s not what I wanted to write about, just a tidbit to the times.

retitled "Dark Mother"
in honor of Sig... painted Dec. 2013...
not sure what to do about that
prescient paintbrush of  mine.

No, the thought that has the stage this morning is a consequence of a new acquaintance here in the pixel forest, a young woman from about as far around the globe of perspectives as it is possible to get compared to me, and yet to all indications a good woman of strength and compassion.  She is Hindu, reveres the Goddess Kali, practices astrology with the finesse of one for whom the stars simply set a comfortable framework around her perception, has to her credit an impressive grasp of customs and beliefs not native to her own.  As is my custom here I’ll never name her, but rather give her an alias appropriate to her place in my perception.  In my writings she’ll be identified as Sig, short for Sigrdrifa the Valkyrie.

As you might expect since Sig reveres the high Goddess she champions the feminine, faces the world very much from the feminist modes of thought.  Given the woman she is that is quite appropriate, very understandable, and in truth of great value.  Those who’ve followed my ramblings know that I support the feminist cause as an ally rather than an inductee, to restore the feminine to her proper place is to equally restore the even more subtly damaged masculine forms of thought, for in all truth the repressed in many ways suffer less damage to their selves  than do the repressors when the situation is examined objectively from beyond the consequences of the scenario.  We share the objective of restoring the genders into a state of true and compassionate balance, the balance so desperately needed if the whole of Humanity is to survive the challenges of a planet now full and loaded to the limits of what it can be asked to support.

The thought of today is drawn from the perspective of balance as that balance is measured in matters spiritual.  I’ve never seen (not to say it doesn’t exist, just that I’ve never seen it) an accounting, a worldwide census, of the respective numbers of those who revere a masculine deity, a God, and those who revere a feminine deity, a Goddess.  In that for many if not most humans the form they recognize the Divine is a subtle but powerful influence on the attitudes they carry, and through their attitudes an influence on their decisions, I should think it a valuable tidbit of knowledge to have particularly when approaching the study of the societies of mankind, the economic and the political.  There are some things where the masculine is the better approach, in others the feminine, that balance is intuitive in a good family and the Human Family is in desperate need of such wisdom just about now.

I have no real idea how to go about effectively assessing such a measurement, but as time runs on I’m going to hold this thought active in the margins, add it to the parameters of evaluation when looking at the news of the world, perhaps something will turn up.