Magdalene Rising
Marry yourself, here and now.
Take a vow of non-abandonment, of non-shaming.
Take a vow of curiosity, and self-pleasure.
Break up every stone you used to build a wall between you and love,
and use the dust to build a temple
to the messy, ecstatic vulnerability of Life.
Reading this, you are charged.
In the name of love, forgive yourself.
Forgive yourself a hundred times,
and then go out to long for the Moon,
to make love to the Sun,
to drown in the Ocean
and to bury yourself in the Mountain.
I will be there.
I always have.
