Love Letter to Sheelah-Na-Gig

    Beloved Goddess,

Bodacious She! Ancient Mother, I love that you freak some people out! I love that you are brazen and old and wise and free!

Sheelah, why are so many afraid of the dark, mysterious, unknown aspects of the divine feminine? What wisdom had the people long ago who welcomed and embraced it, that we do not? Please enlighten us. We need your special blend of magick and Truth.

The sacredness of the yoni, as the pathway to life - the opening to the void, to the holy of holies.  Yet, modern men call your stone carved image on churches and other sacred spaces: architectural grotesques! How dare they! You who ward off evil, demons and eternal death.

There is deep magick in the vulva. I read that women in ancient times lifted their skirts and showed them to the enemy - which supposedly sent them fleeing in terror! What strange irony - that the modern day men are obsessed with the viewing of our magick portal, but only the young, hairless version, mostly. The natural, old or excessively bushy variety still has the power to frighten even the strongest man. Why?

Why is it that they both lust after and fear women at the same time? What power do we hold that still speaks some mysterious warning that most women no longer remember? Is this the reason rape isn't a sexual crime so much as it is a crime of control and power over? Men seek to tame us, to control and deny us our innate power!

Sheelah-na-gig, please return. Please invest every woman her goddess-given power that we may fully reclaim who we are, that we may remember what magick we possess and use it as we were born to do; Empower us old, wise one.

Thank you.

-Yours devotedly