A letter to Jesus

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Photo by Vishal Banik on Unsplash

Mark 6: 24–25

24 She went out and said to her mother, “What shall I ask for?”

“The head of John the Baptist,” [the mother] answered.

25 At once the girl hurried in to the king with the request: “I want you to give me right now the head of John the Baptist on a platter.”

Baby,

I’m wondering about

John

the “Baptist.”

*

Is it possible

he

deserved

his head

chopped

off?

*

Okay,

deserved

is a

difficult

word.

*

I’m just thinking

was there lying

and

deceit

that could only be revealed

when he…


Who has more authority?

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Does a priest have more authority than a Mother?

In the scriptures of the New Testament, what priest ever influences Jesus, or teaches Jesus a single thing?

And yet, how many women, mothers, open Jesus’s heart and help him create miracles?

The Catholic church gets kids, gets people, young, convincing them a priest has authority ordained by God. Priests even call themselves “Father,” though they have no children, and do not know what it is like to conceive.

What arrogance!

Why not, if you worship the Christ Jesus, call yourself a son, and act according to…


“Every rose has its thorn.” –Guns ‘n Roses

For Marie

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Image: Photo by David Balev on Unsplash

You don’t believe it can be true.

You don’t believe that a person you have put so much faith in, could actually, truly, hate you.

You don’t know what love is, because perhaps you’ve never felt what’s true — goodness.

You’ve only felt the false.

You’ve only felt the lies.

And the narcissist comes in many forms: man, woman, black, white.

Selfish, selfish, selfish.

The N-Word tells you lies.

The N-word says, “Here, here, it’s me who is looking out for you. It’s me who really loves.”

The N-word says…


Don’t let anyone tell you otherwise

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Taken by the author in Avallon, France, July 2019

It wasn’t until the summer before I turned 40 that I realized how deeply ingrained was a belief I had that my body was not my own, that it was made primarily for a man to enjoy.

I have always remembered a reading from college by W.E.B. DuBois, an African-American Harlem Renaissance author who wrote The Souls of Black Folk. In this sociological work, he explains that black people walk around with what he calls a “double-consciousness,” operating on two levels simultaneously. On one level, they move through the world like people. On another…


Only Some of Us Know

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Picture by the author taken in Venice, Italy

“Faith is confidence in what we hope for and assurance about what we do not see.” –Hebrews 11:1

Faith is not given to us.

Faith is a choice.

But Love? Love is the essence of everything, the root of all.

Possessiveness, domination, overpowering, control, manipulation — none of this is Love, and Love cannot live in these operations or parameters.

Love is the vastness, the beauty, the abundance that lives outside of and around such caveats.

The reason we hear the phrase, “If you love someone, set them free,” is that True Love allows a…


Is it true?

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My book is available on Amazon Kindle and through the site Motherjana.com

In my course for young men and women called “The Sacred Sensual Healer,” which I am preparing soon, I will be talking to Catholics about the importance of merging spirituality and sexuality in order to uncover our root-mother energy, and knowing more fully the divine presence not only in our hearts, minds, and souls, but in our entire bodies.

As a woman who loves Jesus deeply, as well as Mother Mary and Mary Magdalene, I have been doing a lot of work in the past year and a half on the Gospel of Mary Magdalene, and uncovering…


The rocky, alternate road to heaven.

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Photo by Emma Gossett on Unsplash

It was the summer of 2019 when I became clear about the path that was nudging me, the Divine whispering in my ear the message that I had to find a way to build a strong, sturdy bridge between the sacred and the sensual in my own life, and for the benefit of others.

I was sitting at a café outside a museum in Philadelphia when the breadth of this landed. I had been led to a website on my phone about women trying to recover from genital mutilation, and others who were victims…

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