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October 2009 
The Queen’s Chronicles: ON VALENTINES AND VULVAS
Posted on Feb 14th, 2009
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Queen Mama Donna
Queen Mama Donna
The Queen’s Chronicles: ON VALENTINES AND VULVAS
The Earth, like a woman, in Her soft and rugged contours, carries in Her body, in Her sex, in Her nature, the power and potential of creation, procreation. Woman, like the earth, in the cycles of her system, in the passion of her changes, in her constant tranceformation, embodies and embraces the same essential energy. Her electric lust is the force, which fashions all life. Her love is the fuel, which maintains it.
From the beginning, women were exalted as the image, the echo, the counterpart companion of the Goddess. Their access to ecstasy, imbued with spiritual significance. As priestesses, they tended the fires and fanned the generative flames from Her sex, the seat of Her power.
The vulva as religious symbol can be observed in such sacred architecture as Druidic stone shrines and the lyrical arches, which grace Hindu and Islamic places of prayer. The popular horseshoe, hung as protection over thresholds, owes its power to its shape — a stylized yoni.
Paleolithic carved figures refer to woman as matrix, as creatrix, to moon cycles and menstrual magic, and resonate profound reverence in their rendering. Grandly voluptuous female forms, their sturdy stature suggesting commanding confidence and authority. Though small enough to fit in the palm of one's hand, these goddess totems project a primordial potency.
The Venuses of Willendorf, of Meton, of Lespugue, with their big breasts and belly, huge hips and ass, stand frank and fecund, formidable and efficacious. Faceless, their limbs are abbreviated. Their focus is centered on their own nubile torso which tapers to a point. The tip of the vortex of their sex.
Some thirty thousand years ago, The Venus of Laussel presided over the entrance of a cave in southern France. Glorious, she stands with one hand caressing her own swollen belly. In the other, she flourishes a crescent moon marked with her thirteen annual periods. She was originally painted with the red ochre of her holy blood. Inside the cave are scenes of sexual pleasure and purpose. What ceremonies might have been celebrated in this cleft recess inside Mother Earth?
These ancient images sanctify female sexuality as religious expression. The carnal knowledge of universal power links sex and prayer etymologically. Venerate and venereal both stem from the Latin name of the licentious Goddess of Love, Venus. Lust in the old Germanic language meant "religious joy."
Sex invoked in myth and ritual is symbolic of the primary life force. Sex as energy. Sex as creation. Sex as abundance. Sex as unification. Sex as divine spirit. Sex as celebration. Sex as sympathetic magic.
The Romans celebrated the sacred febris or sexual frenzy of the Goddess Juno in mid February, the time when the birds in Italy mate. On Lupercalia men and women drew love lots to determine their partner for this festival of erotic games.
Lupercalia was the original Valentine's Day. Early Church fathers were unable to outlaw its lewd and heathenish practice. So they created a sainted martyr patron of lovers whose feast day would be February 14th, thus, sanctioning a celebration they could not suppress.
The symbols of Lupercalia are still intact, if antiseptic. The Valentine cherub is an insipid characterization of Cupid, Roman equivalent of the Greek Eros, the Hindu Kama. Child of Venus and Mercury (Aphrodite and Hermes), S/He was an Herm-Aphrodite, an embodiment of sexual union. Cupid’s arrows are phallic projectiles of passion, penetrating a red heart.
But just what is this heart-shape supposed to be anyway? Certainly it bears no resemblance to an anatomically correct actual heart. Desmond Morris speculates that it is reminiscent of a bending-over-buttocks, because our ancestor kissing cousins, the apes, do it from behind. Please!
The horizontal-double-dip-cone-of-a-shape that we call a heart has to be two round breasts above a triangle of love. A female torso. The tits and lips of our lady, the Great Mother Earth, Herself. The love of our lives.
Let Her never be out of our hearts.
With earthy Great Goddess blessings,
xxQMD
The Earth, like a woman, in Her soft and rugged contours, carries in Her body, in Her sex, in Her nature, the power and potential of creation, procreation. Woman, like the earth, in the cycles of her system, in the passion of her changes, in her constant tranceformation, embodies and embraces the same essential energy. Her electric lust is the force, which fashions all life. Her love is the fuel, which maintains it.
From the beginning, women were exalted as the image, the echo, the counterpart companion of the Goddess. Their access to ecstasy, imbued with spiritual significance. As priestesses, they tended the fires and fanned the generative flames from Her sex, the seat of Her power.
The vulva as religious symbol can be observed in such sacred architecture as Druidic stone shrines and the lyrical arches, which grace Hindu and Islamic places of prayer. The popular horseshoe, hung as protection over thresholds, owes its power to its shape — a stylized yoni.
Paleolithic carved figures refer to woman as matrix, as creatrix, to moon cycles and menstrual magic, and resonate profound reverence in their rendering. Grandly voluptuous female forms, their sturdy stature suggesting commanding confidence and authority. Though small enough to fit in the palm of one's hand, these goddess totems project a primordial potency.
The Venuses of Willendorf, of Meton, of Lespugue, with their big breasts and belly, huge hips and ass, stand frank and fecund, formidable and efficacious. Faceless, their limbs are abbreviated. Their focus is centered on their own nubile torso which tapers to a point. The tip of the vortex of their sex.
Some thirty thousand years ago, The Venus of Laussel presided over the entrance of a cave in southern France. Glorious, she stands with one hand caressing her own swollen belly. In the other, she flourishes a crescent moon marked with her thirteen annual periods. She was originally painted with the red ochre of her holy blood. Inside the cave are scenes of sexual pleasure and purpose. What ceremonies might have been celebrated in this cleft recess inside Mother Earth?
These ancient images sanctify female sexuality as religious expression. The carnal knowledge of universal power links sex and prayer etymologically. Venerate and venereal both stem from the Latin name of the licentious Goddess of Love, Venus. Lust in the old Germanic language meant "religious joy."
Sex invoked in myth and ritual is symbolic of the primary life force. Sex as energy. Sex as creation. Sex as abundance. Sex as unification. Sex as divine spirit. Sex as celebration. Sex as sympathetic magic.
The Romans celebrated the sacred febris or sexual frenzy of the Goddess Juno in mid February, the time when the birds in Italy mate. On Lupercalia men and women drew love lots to determine their partner for this festival of erotic games.
Lupercalia was the original Valentine's Day. Early Church fathers were unable to outlaw its lewd and heathenish practice. So they created a sainted martyr patron of lovers whose feast day would be February 14th, thus, sanctioning a celebration they could not suppress.
The symbols of Lupercalia are still intact, if antiseptic. The Valentine cherub is an insipid characterization of Cupid, Roman equivalent of the Greek Eros, the Hindu Kama. Child of Venus and Mercury (Aphrodite and Hermes), S/He was an Herm-Aphrodite, an embodiment of sexual union. Cupid’s arrows are phallic projectiles of passion, penetrating a red heart.
But just what is this heart-shape supposed to be anyway? Certainly it bears no resemblance to an anatomically correct actual heart. Desmond Morris speculates that it is reminiscent of a bending-over-buttocks, because our ancestor kissing cousins, the apes, do it from behind. Please!
The horizontal-double-dip-cone-of-a-shape that we call a heart has to be two round breasts above a triangle of love. A female torso. The tits and lips of our lady, the Great Mother Earth, Herself. The love of our lives.
Let Her never be out of our hearts.
With earthy Great Goddess blessings,
xxQMD
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