“One is not born, but rather becomes a woman” Simone de Beauvoir

Beauvoir arrived at a notion of a fundamental conflict between self and other….partly through her own struggle, an explicit and implicit subtext of a second sex with an imperious need for love that she experienced as a temptation to self-abnegation.

Introduction by Judith Thurman of The Second Sex (1949) by Simone de Beauvoir

Beauvoir describes the fall into knowledge…the beginning of conscious femininity…and the necessary step to becoming a woman, realizing the curse or responsibility woman bares which includes necessarily resisting the temptations of self-abnegation and power itself. She brazenly writes:

The conflict will last as long as men and women do not recognize each other as peers, that is, as long as femininity is perpetuated as such; which of them is the most determined to maintain it? The woman who frees herself from it nevertheless wants to conserve its prerogatives; and the man then demands that she assume its limitations. “It is easier to accuse one sex than to excuse the other,” says Montaigne. Meting out blame and approbation is useless. In fact, the vicious circle is so difficult to break here because each sex is victim both of the other and of itself; between two adversaries confronting each other in their pure freedom, an agreement could easily be found, especially as this war does not benefit anyone; but the complexity of this whole business comes from the fact that each camp is its enemy’s accomplice; the woman pursues a dream of resignation, the man a dream of alienation; inauthenticity does not pay: each one blames the other for the unhappiness brought on himself by taking the easy way out; what the man and the woman hate in each other is the striking failure of their own bad faith or their own cowardice.

We have seen why men originally enslaved women; the devaluation of femininity was a necessary step in human development; but this step could have brought about a collaboration between the two sexes; oppression is explained by the tendency of the existent to flee from himself by alienating himself in the other that he oppresses for that purpose; this tendency can be found in each individual man today: and the vast majority give in to it; a husband looks for himself in his wife, a lover in his mistress, in the guise of a stone statue; he seeks in her the myth of his virility, his sovereignty, his unmediated reality. “My husband never goes to the movies,” says the woman, and the dubious masculine pronouncement is engraved in the marble of eternity. But he himself is a slave to his double: what effort to build up an image in which he is always in danger! After all, it is founded on the capricious freedom of women: it must constantly be made favorable; man is consumed by the concern to appear male, important, superior; he playacts so that others will playact with him; he is also aggressive and nervous; he feels hostility for women because he is afraid of them, and he is afraid of them because he is afraid of the character with whom he is assimilated.

What time and energy he wastes in getting rid of, idealizing, and transposing complexes, in speaking about women, seducing, and fearing them! He would be liberated with their liberation. But that is exactly what he fears. And he persists in the mystifications meant to maintain woman in her chains.

That she is mystified is something of which many men are conscious. “What a curse to be a woman! And yet the very worst curse when one is a woman is, in fact, not to understand that it is one,” says Kierkegaard. Attempts have been made to disguise this misfortune for a long time.

de Beauvoir, Simone. The Second Sex (p. 752). Knopf Doubleday Publishing Group. Kindle Edition.

Desire For Meeting With Truth

A reading of an excerpt from Anne & Barry Ulanov’s book Primary Speech

“Prayer entered into seriously marks an unmistakable break with the way we have been living. It is never simply another happy little part of our lives, an attractive addition to the day or the night like a new car or a dress or a fetching new way to prepare a souffle. Prayer is struggle. But prayer, following the dictates of an imperious desire, can become a voracious appetite and in its own time, at least, become all-consuming. Deal with it frivolously and all desire for it will disappear, or it will be converted into such a mere decoration in our lives that it might be better to give those middling energies over to a more easily satisfied appetite….The desire for prayer is the desire for a meeting with truth. It is the thirst for understanding which will give purpose tot he boredom in which so many of us pass our working lives….In the desire for prayer, a wrenching need for wholeness expresses itself. we want to live our metaphysics and to experience our beliefs.”

Kairos Retreat In The Woods

June 10-12, July 17-19, August 15-17

“What is the priority of this moment?” Do you hear the call to go on a retreat seeking solitude as well as directed communal contemplative practice for all levels.  Dream work, creative self-expression, meditation, and movement are practiced with sister silence and mother nature, invoking restoration and vitality.

Do you feel a call to leave the city, pack up your tent and travel to the Healing Springs of Saratoga? Upon registration, more details will be provided.

Retreat Cost includes Meals, Camping, Spiritual Direction, and Art Materials: $500

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A Love Song From God

A love song to God is, in Truth, a love song from God.

The next book in the Mystic Heart Series is the Bhagavad Gita translated by Stephen Mitchell, scheduled for July 9th at 11 am.

“Souls who love God, a Sufi sheikh said a thousand years ago, ‘know one another by smell, like horses. Though one be in the East and the other in the West, they still feel joy and comfort in each other’s talk, and one who lives in a later generation than the other is instructed and consoled by the words of his friend.’”

Theatre, A Portal to Wisdom

SPOILER ALERT – THE GOT CAST READS THE FINALE

“It is no longer sufficient to view our time through political or economic lenses alone. We are obliged to look into the deeper designs of the soul, to track the truculent engines of our darker selves.  Artists, who live there, and depth psychologists, who venture there, are instructive guides to the places we must go if we are ever to heal ourselves or heal our age.” Hollis

Game of Thrones is an epic saga that holds the archetypal stories forgotten in the Hebrew Bible, re-imagined but true to our history and existential summons to engage the spiritual battle to wholeness, to love. As the cast reads the finale scenes for this epic saga, we see the divine spark that comes through their collective imagination and the Holy sorrow held in these stories, portrayed and renewed in spirit by these fine actors. Each one of us carries a spark of the Universal and is implored to engage the search of our personal myth that weaves us together, remembering what was, is, and always will be.

Rilke’s Message for a Young Poet

“Rilke wrote to a troubled young poet, ‘We are set down in life as in the element to which we best correspond, and over and above this we have through thousands of years of accommodation become so like this life…We have no reason to mistrust our world, for it is not against us…And if only we arrange our life according to that principle which counsels us that we must always hold to the difficult, then that which now still seems to us the most alien will become what we most trust and find most faithful.’

In these moment of recognition, and self-acceptance, we integrate some richer aspect of the Shadow and gain some small, further purchase on the immensity of the soul.” – Hollis

What Teens Want Their Parents to Understand

Shadow of Ideal

“What contaminates one’s spirit at Dachau is the knowledge that this immense engine for evil could not have been constructed and operated in the name of evil. Such energy could only come at the service of some ideal. How could this have happened, one asks? And the answer is, they believed.” James Hollis

A Secret Diary Chronicled the 'Satanic World' That Was Dachau - The New  York Times

Intensely Gazing Into Mystery

Salvadaor de Madariaga (1886-1978) introduces Miguel de Unamuno (1964-1936), “the man of letters who is no mere man of letters, but also a man… who despite this multiplicity and this dispersion, the dominant impression which his personality leaves behind is that of a vigorous unity, an unswerving concentration both of mind and purpose”….

For all this vitality and ever-moving activity of mind is shot through by the absolute immobility of two owlish eyes piercing the darkness of spiritual night. And this intense gaze into the mystery is the steel axis round which his spirit revolves and revolves in desperation; the unity under his multiplicity; the one fire under his passions and the inspiration of his whole work and life...whose eyes never turn away from nature, however unwelcome the sight, is strengthened by that passion for life which burns…

Yet a passionate man—or, as he would perhaps prefer to say, therefore a passionate man. But in a major, not in a minor key; of strong, not of weak passions.

The difference between the two lies perhaps in that the man with strong passions lives them, while the man with weak passions is lived by them, so that while weak passions paralyze the will, strong passions urge man to action. It is such an urge towards life, such a vitality ever awake, which inspires Unamuno’s multifarious activities in the realm of the mind.

Salvador de Madariaga, Tragic Sense of Life

Give-Away Song by Gwen Westerman

go to poets.org/poem/give-away-song where you can listen to the poet reading her poem.

This is my give-away—
            not because I don’t want
                  it anymore,
            not because it’s out of
                  style or
                broken or
                useless since it lost
                its lid or one of its buttons,
            not because I don’t understand
                the “value” of things.
This is my give-away—
            because I have enough
                  to share with you
            because I have been given
                  so much
                    health love happiness
                    pain sorrow fear
            to share from the heart
            in a world where words can be
            meaningless when they come
            only from the head.
This is my give-way—
            to touch what is good in you
            with words your heart can hear
            like ripples from a pebble
            dropped in water
            moving outward growing
            wider touching others.
            You are strong.
            You are kind.
            You are beautiful.
This is my give-away.
     Wopida ye.   
          Wopida ye.
                Wopida ye.

About This Poem

“‘Give-Away Song’ honors our Dakota value of generosity and sharing whatever we have with those around us. This poem is also a response to the missionaries and Indian agents who often reported that our ancestors did not know the value of things that the government provided them—blankets, flour, meat, food, tools, other supplies—and that when those goods were distributed, the people would immediately share with others who did not have as much as they did. But I think our ancestors did know exactly the value of things and that value only comes when you can share.”
Gwen Westerman