They buried her gospel, rewrote her story, and still she rose. From the Cathar flames to the deserts of Egypt to the modern Magdalene movement, this is the resurrection that never stopped happening.
What a precious gift on a Monday morning & I haven’t even read it yet, just could’nt resist scanning the content (off to doctor’s appt). Better than a cup of coffee, thats how good this smells & tastes already. Smiling & exhilarated already - bless you for that! 🌞
I wanna throw a party, wanna write a sermon, wanna read every single thing you listed (wishing I’d started in sunday school), wanna share this with every person I know - itz like when there’s been one piece missing in the puzzle & no one can find it. And suddenly THERE IT IS.
I also know, as you so thoroughly shared so many details of so many people doing so many things & then undoing so many things - it’s not a short simple story. Long & convoluted & you somehow managed to condense it enough to get the bigger picture without missing details. That’s a rare skill & very appreciated.
Something missing in my Christian upbringing led me not to abandon God but organized religion, on to atypical beliefs re: what I was taught (I won’t bore you with them) but exploration was deep, fulfilling yet there was still something missing.
And now I’ve found her.
Been spending time with her for awhile now (started with your writings last spring) but this rich herstory spills truth where it’s been so deeply buried - talk about upending centuries of lies.
Feels so clichéd to say you know how you feel when you finally find something you’ve been missing for a long time, couldn’t put your finger on it but just felt it & just knew?
When the missing piece clicks, it’s rarely small. It’s the whole mosaic remembering itself.
Mary’s been waiting in the margins a long time, whispering through the cracks of every creed, patient as dawn. You didn’t find her by accident. She was calling you back.
Yes, Maura, I have. Muraresku’s work walks that wild edge between scholarship and heresy, and I love that about it. He opened the door for many modern readers to consider that early Christian rituals may have been more visionary than literal.
Whether or not the Eucharist was ever psychedelic, the deeper truth remains the same. The early mystics were tasting God, not talking about Him.
What a precious gift on a Monday morning & I haven’t even read it yet, just could’nt resist scanning the content (off to doctor’s appt). Better than a cup of coffee, thats how good this smells & tastes already. Smiling & exhilarated already - bless you for that! 🌞
I wanna throw a party, wanna write a sermon, wanna read every single thing you listed (wishing I’d started in sunday school), wanna share this with every person I know - itz like when there’s been one piece missing in the puzzle & no one can find it. And suddenly THERE IT IS.
I also know, as you so thoroughly shared so many details of so many people doing so many things & then undoing so many things - it’s not a short simple story. Long & convoluted & you somehow managed to condense it enough to get the bigger picture without missing details. That’s a rare skill & very appreciated.
Something missing in my Christian upbringing led me not to abandon God but organized religion, on to atypical beliefs re: what I was taught (I won’t bore you with them) but exploration was deep, fulfilling yet there was still something missing.
And now I’ve found her.
Been spending time with her for awhile now (started with your writings last spring) but this rich herstory spills truth where it’s been so deeply buried - talk about upending centuries of lies.
Feels so clichéd to say you know how you feel when you finally find something you’ve been missing for a long time, couldn’t put your finger on it but just felt it & just knew?
So I’m clichéd.
MAHALO MAHALO MAHALO 💒🌠🌌❤️🔥
When the missing piece clicks, it’s rarely small. It’s the whole mosaic remembering itself.
Mary’s been waiting in the margins a long time, whispering through the cracks of every creed, patient as dawn. You didn’t find her by accident. She was calling you back.
I am Curious . Have you read The Immortality Key by Muraresku?
Yes, Maura, I have. Muraresku’s work walks that wild edge between scholarship and heresy, and I love that about it. He opened the door for many modern readers to consider that early Christian rituals may have been more visionary than literal.
Whether or not the Eucharist was ever psychedelic, the deeper truth remains the same. The early mystics were tasting God, not talking about Him.