{"id":22823,"date":"2020-09-01T01:10:47","date_gmt":"2020-09-01T05:10:47","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/paganpages.org\/emagazine\/?p=22823"},"modified":"2020-08-11T11:19:56","modified_gmt":"2020-08-11T15:19:56","slug":"she-who-is-all-goddesses-the-divine-female","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/paganpages.org\/emagazine\/2020\/09\/01\/she-who-is-all-goddesses-the-divine-female\/","title":{"rendered":"She Who is All \u2013 Goddesses & The Divine Female"},"content":{"rendered":"

Mira Bai\/MiraBai <\/span>(1498-1546 CE)<\/span><\/b><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/h1>\n

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Mirabai, also known as Meera, is a Bhakti poet and mystic from India. She is the central poet of the Bhakti movement, a path of spirituality that focuses on a personal love for the Divine, and that one is able to have direct access to the Divine through this intense devotion. She became a symbol of the suffering and persecution of her people, of all castes.<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

She was born into the Rajput aristocracy. Legend has it that when she was a mere four-year old, she and her mother witnessed a wedding procession. She seriously looked at her mother and asked who her bridegroom would be. Not knowing how seriously her answer would be taken, her mother pointed to a statue of Lord Krishna and said he is your bridegroom.<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

In 1516, Meera was made to marry the Crown Prince of Mewar, much against her will. She felt that the Lord Krishna was her true husband. <\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

She refused to worship her husband’s family’s Goddess, due to her vow to Krishna.<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

She did not fulfill the duties and expectations of a dutiful and obedient wife. This continued until the death of her husband, when she refused, as custom demanded, that she throw herself on his funeral pyre.<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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Her husband’s family tried several times to have her killed. Once she received a basket of flowers designed to hide a cobra; when she opened the basket, she discovered a garland and an idol of her beloved Krishna. Another time, as an offering, she was given a cup of poison; as was her habit, she offered it first to Lord Krishna. When she drank the contents of the cup, she was not harmed.<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

Mirabai’s love for Krishna surpassed all other. In doing this, she forsake a life of luxury and began her non-violent fight against persecution.<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

After her husband’s death, her husband’s family, due to their disapproval of her, tried to lock her in the house, and ultimately, turned her away. She returned to her own family, who also disapproved and turned her away.<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

She began to travel, write her devotional poetry to Krishna. She sang and danced in her intense devotion and began to gain many followers. There is a temple to her in Chittorgarh, not far from where she was born.<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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What Meera or Mirabai tells us is to do what it right for us, to stand up for what we believe and for what we know is best for us, and not what someone else thinks is best for us. Be sovereign; be authentic.<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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(Photo Credit: The Divine Feminine Oracle by Meggan Watterson)<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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The following is a sample of Mirabai’s poetry:<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

MINE IS GOPAL<\/b><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

Mine is Gopal, <\/i><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

the Mountain-Holder;<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

there is no one else. <\/i><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

On his head he wears the peacock-crown: <\/i><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

He alone is my husband. <\/i><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

Father, mother, brother, relative: <\/i><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

I have none to call my own. <\/i><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

I\u2019<\/i>ve forsaken both God, and the family<\/i><\/span>\u2019<\/i>s honor: <\/i><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

what should I do?<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

I\u2019<\/i>ve sat near the holy ones, <\/i><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

and I<\/i><\/span>\u2019<\/i>ve lost shame before the people. <\/i><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

I\u2019<\/i>ve torn my scarf into shreds;<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

I\u2019<\/i>m all wrapped up in a blanket. <\/i><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

I took off my finery of pearls and coral,<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

and strung a garland of wildwood flowers.<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

With my tears,<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

I watered the creeper of love that I planted; <\/i><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

Now the creeper has grown spread all over, <\/i><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

and borne the fruit of bliss. <\/i><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

The churner of the milk churned with great love. <\/i><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

When I took out the butter, <\/i><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

no need to drink any buttermilk. <\/i><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

I came for the sake of love-devotion; <\/i><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

seeing the world, I wept. <\/i><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

Mira is the maidservant of the Mountain-Holder: <\/i><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

Now with love <\/i><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

He takes me across to the further shore.<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

<\/a> ***<\/b><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

About the Author:<\/b><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

Susan Morgaine<\/b><\/span> is a Priestess<\/span>, Healer, Witch, Writer, and Teacher.<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

She is entering her 21st year teaching Kundalini Yoga and Meditation, being a Certified instructor through the Kundalini Research Institute.<\/span> <\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

She is a Certified Women\u2019s Empowerment Coach\/Facilitator through Imagine A Woman International, founded by Patricia Lynn Reilly. She has long been involved in Goddess Spirituality and Feminism, teaching classes and workshops, including Priestessing local Red Tents.<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

She is a monthly columnist with <\/span><\/span><\/span>PaganPages.org<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/a><\/u> Her writings can be found in The Girl God Anthologies, <\/span><\/span><\/span>\u201c<\/span><\/span>Whatever Works: Feminists of Faith Speak<\/span><\/span><\/span>\u201d <\/span><\/span>and <\/span><\/span><\/span>\u201c<\/span><\/span>Jesus, Mohammed and the Goddess<\/span><\/span><\/span>\u201d<\/span><\/span>, as well as Mago Publications <\/span><\/span><\/span>\u201c<\/span><\/span>She Rises, Volume 2, and “Celebrating Seasons of the Goddess”. She is the author of “My Name is Isis, the Egyptian Goddess”, part of the “My Name is ” series of children’s book. She has also been published in Jareeda and SageWoman magazines. <\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

She is a <\/span><\/span><\/span>a Reiki Master<\/span><\/span> and <\/span><\/span><\/span>a <\/span><\/span>proud member of the Sisterhood of Avalon. She can be found at <\/span><\/span><\/span>MysticalShores.com<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/a><\/u><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Mira Bai\/MiraBai (1498-1546 CE) \u00a0 (Image Credit: learnreligion.com)   Mirabai, also known as Meera, is a Bhakti poet and mystic from India. She is the central poet of the Bhakti movement, a path of spirituality that focuses on a personal love for the Divine, and that one is able to have direct access to the Divine through this intense devotion. She became a symbol of the suffering and persecution of her people, of all castes. She was born into the Rajput aristocracy. Legend has it that when she was a mere four-year old, she and her mother witnessed a wedding procession. She seriously looked at her mother and asked who her bridegroom would be. Not knowing how seriously her answer would be taken, her mother pointed to a statue of Lord Krishna and said he is your bridegroom. In 1516, Meera was made to marry the Crown Prince of Mewar, much against her will. She felt that the Lord Krishna was her true husband. She refused to worship her husband’s family’s Goddess, due to her vow to Krishna. She did not fulfill the duties and expectations of a dutiful and obedient wife. This continued until the death of her husband, when she refused, as custom demanded, that she throw herself on his funeral pyre.   (Photo Credit: feminisminindia.com)   Her husband’s family tried several times to have her killed. Once she received a basket of flowers designed to hide a cobra; when she opened the basket, she discovered a garland and an idol of her beloved Krishna. Another time, as an offering, she was given a cup of poison; as was her habit, she offered it first to Lord Krishna. When she drank the contents of the cup, she was not harmed. Mirabai’s love for Krishna surpassed all other. In doing this, she forsake a life of luxury and began her non-violent fight against persecution. After her husband’s death, her husband’s family, due to their disapproval of her, tried to lock her in the house, and ultimately, turned her away. She returned to her own family, who also disapproved and turned her away. She began to travel, write her devotional poetry to Krishna. She sang and danced in her intense devotion and began to gain many followers. There is a temple to her in Chittorgarh, not far from where she was born.   (Photo Credit: tourmyindia.com)   What Meera or Mirabai tells us is to do what it right for us, to stand up for what we believe and for what we know is best for us, and not what someone else thinks is best for us. Be sovereign; be authentic.   (Photo Credit: The Divine Feminine Oracle by Meggan Watterson)   The following is a sample of Mirabai’s poetry: MINE IS GOPAL Mine is Gopal, the Mountain-Holder; there is no one else. On his head he wears the peacock-crown: He alone is my husband. Father, mother, brother, relative: I have none to call my own. I\u2019ve forsaken both God, and the family\u2019s honor: what should I do? I\u2019ve sat near the holy ones, and I\u2019ve lost shame before the people. I\u2019ve torn my scarf into shreds; I\u2019m all wrapped up in a blanket. I took off my finery of pearls and coral, and strung a garland of wildwood flowers. With my tears, I watered the creeper of love that I planted; Now the creeper has grown spread all over, and borne the fruit of bliss. The churner of the milk churned with great love. When I took out the butter, no need to drink any buttermilk. I came for the sake of love-devotion; seeing the world, I wept. Mira is the maidservant of the Mountain-Holder: Now with love He takes me across to the further shore. *** About the Author: Susan Morgaine is a Priestess, Healer, Witch, Writer, and Teacher. She is entering her 21st year teaching Kundalini Yoga and Meditation, being a Certified instructor through the Kundalini Research Institute. She is a Certified Women\u2019s Empowerment Coach\/Facilitator through Imagine A Woman International, founded by Patricia Lynn Reilly. She has long been involved in Goddess Spirituality and Feminism, teaching classes and workshops, including Priestessing local Red Tents. She is a monthly columnist with PaganPages.org Her writings can be found in The Girl God Anthologies, \u201cWhatever Works: Feminists of Faith Speak\u201d and \u201cJesus, Mohammed and the Goddess\u201d, as well as Mago Publications \u201cShe Rises, Volume 2, and “Celebrating Seasons of the Goddess”. She is the author of “My Name is Isis, the Egyptian Goddess”, part of the “My Name is ” series of children’s book. She has also been published in Jareeda and SageWoman magazines. She is a a Reiki Master and a proud member of the Sisterhood of Avalon. She can be found at MysticalShores.com<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":212,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"iawp_total_views":1,"footnotes":""},"categories":[10004],"tags":[12215,12222,12210,10165,12213,12216,12217,12218,12208,12209,12212,10112,12211,12214,12219,12221,12220,10341],"class_list":["post-22823","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-monthly-columns","tag-aristocracy","tag-authentic","tag-bhakti","tag-goddess","tag-india","tag-kegend","tag-krishna","tag-marry","tag-mira-bai","tag-mirabai","tag-mystic","tag-mythology","tag-poet","tag-rajput","tag-sing-dance","tag-sovereign","tag-stand-up-for-yourself","tag-write"],"acf":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/paganpages.org\/emagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/22823","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/paganpages.org\/emagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/paganpages.org\/emagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/paganpages.org\/emagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/212"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/paganpages.org\/emagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=22823"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/paganpages.org\/emagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/22823\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":22828,"href":"https:\/\/paganpages.org\/emagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/22823\/revisions\/22828"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/paganpages.org\/emagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=22823"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/paganpages.org\/emagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=22823"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/paganpages.org\/emagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=22823"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}