Today’s post comes from one of the amazing women who are currently participating in my Live/online course, The Gospel of Mary Magdalene. The following came forth through a meditation activity I invited the participants to enter into with a scripture reading from the prophet Micah. I share Louisa’s beautiful (passionate) response to Micah’s question followed by the scripture itself. Thank you Louisa for this passionate and truthful response! A note to the reader: Read this sharing in the voice of a passionate and perhaps a bit angry and frustrated woman! (You know, we’ve all been there!) Selah!
In Response to Micah:
“Is there no King in you?”
There is a visceral reaction to these words. Words that value my courage, my tenacity, my worth, based on the internalized masculine.
There is no King in me.
He would only get in my way and obstruct me with his ridiculous rules, his lust for power, his striving in ignorance to feed his insatiable ego.
There is no King in me.
He would slow me down with his mansplaining and denial of the emotions that are woven through me and make me juicy and complex.
If there were a King here,
My labor would stall. I would be expected to birth in silence, suppressing my creative needs, and bringing forth only that which he deemed worthy.
Without my inner King,
I am fierce. I bring forth life. I connect the fertile Earth beneath me with the Celestial Majesty above.
I don’t live on the Earth, squeezing every resource I can from her for my own self- aggrandizement. I live of the Earth, in the Earth, from the Earth, and by the Earth.
No, there is no King in me.
I don’t have that kind of time to waste.
So, tell me instead,
“Is there no Queen in you?”
Micah 4: 8-13
And you, O tower of the flock,
hill of daughter Zion,
to you it shall come,
the former dominion shall come,
the sovereignty of daughter Jerusalem.
Now why do you cry aloud?
Is there no king in you?
Has your counselor perished,
that pangs have seized you like a woman in labor?
Writhe and groan,O daughter Zion,
like a woman in labor;
for now you shall go forth from the city
and camp in the open country;
you shall go to Babylon.
There you shall be rescued,
there the Lord will redeem you
from the hands of your enemies.
Now many nations
are assembled against you,
saying, “Let her be profaned,
and let our eyes gaze upon Zion.”
But they do not know
the thoughts of the Lord;
they do not understand his plan,
that he has gathered them as sheaves to the threshing floor.
Arise and thresh,
O daughter Zion,
for I will make your horn iron
and your hoofs bronze;
you shall beat in pieces many peoples,
and shall devote their gain to the Lord,
their wealth to the Lord of the whole earth.