I have always collected images of “The Blessed Virgin.” As a child and young adult I used to see her only as the Mother of Jesus. I now see her as so much more. She is the symbol of the Goddess in all of her glorious forms. As mother of “God” she represents the Divine Creator, the one who came “before”. She is the true source of creativity and life. She is love made manifest. She is the wisdom of Sophia. She is the compassion of Kwan Yin.
She is indeed a “virgin” in the truest sense of the word. The word virgin has come to represent a more secular and sexual connotation over the years but this is our social mores at work and our need to put things in tidy little packages.
In reality a virgin means “a woman unto herself”. It means a woman in charge of herself, owing her life to no person, no man, living her life from her center in sacred union with her blessedness, in sacred union with nature and her innate kinship with all that is. A virgin is a woman who forges her own path while honoring her ancestors and her past. A virgin is a woman who makes no excuses for her decisions and feels no need to explain or justify herself. A virgin is a woman who is so strong within herself; she is utterly open and vulnerable while feeling no need to defend her beliefs and actions against anything or anyone. And when true danger arises, a virgin's response is swift and strong, like a lioness protecting her self and her loved ones from harm. A virgin is a woman who has opened her heart and embraced her own shadow and in doing so she has broken open her power to love and heal herself, her community and her world in all directions of time. A virgin is a woman as comfortable with paradox and mystery as she is with the sun, the moon and the stars.
I am becoming "Like a Virgin" as I enter my crone years! How incongruous does that sound? I love this mysterious adventure!