What if Magdalene wasn’t a hometown, but a title—bestowed by Jesus on the one who stayed, saw, and named? Rethink Mary not as a sinner healed, but as a tower initiated. This changes everything.
WHOAH. Chills! “The part that sees the Risen One—not because it hoped he’d return, but because it had never left.” I love this post. When I was little I wanted to have a daughter and name her Magdalene, I thought it was so beautiful. I was talked out of it, I don’t even know by who, because “it just meant from Magdala.” (I had a SS teacher tell me she was a former prostitute—fun learning what a sex worker is in SS—but when I asked my mom about it, she said it wasn’t true. “Even if it was,” she said, “Jesus healed her and don’t we believe his healings are entire and complete?”) Now I’m back to wanting to have a daughter named for the Tower. (I’m not having a daughter or kids at this point —that I know of) Thanks for another inspiring and educational post.
Angela, this whole comment is a sermon. That childhood instinct to name your daughter Magdalene was the truth trying to rise before the world talked you out of it.
Your mom's response might be one of the most theologically sound things ever said at a kitchen table. Even if it were true, his healing is whole. Complete. No stain. No shame.
And yes, naming her for the Tower hits different now. Not a place she came from, but a presence she became. Whether or not you ever have a daughter, that name lives in you. Strong, steady, and unshaken.
There was a girl named “Magda” who lived next door to me in college. A beautiful name and girl. I believe her family were recent immigrants from an Eastern European country where the name is not uncommon.
Magda next door might have carried more sacred memory than a whole seminary bookshelf. Names like that aren’t just labels. They’re echoes. “Magdalene” traveled from Aramaic shores to Slavic kitchens, carrying the scent of oil and rebellion. Sometimes the divine shows up with accent marks and a roommate. And that’s exactly the kind of Tower I trust.
Of course, Jesus was powerful & sure of his faith, but in his human life he was kind of a lone wolf — it’s good that he had a companion, Mary Magdalene, who could understand him & his teachings. I like to think that gave Jesus some comfort.🌹
Yes, Karen. Even the strongest hearts need someone who sees them without explanation. Jesus may have faced crowds and crosses, but it was Mary who stayed through the silence. Not just a witness, but a companion. Not just a follower, but someone who got him.
There’s something deeply human about that kind of bond. Maybe it wasn’t about doctrine or destiny, but about presence. The kind that steadies you when the rest of the world misunderstands everything except your name.
What beautiful sentiments to express - itz easy to forget Jesus the human being & the lone wolf truth. Thank you for that beautiful perception, Karen 🫂💝
Yes, Dorothy. And in this case, it wasn’t just any woman. It was Mary the Tower. Not a side character, not a background figure, but the one who stood when others fled. The one who stayed close enough to see who he really was.
Maybe every man needs a good woman in his life. But what Jesus had was something even rarer. A spiritual equal. A mirror. A witness. A force of her own.
Absolutely, Karen. A good companion doesn’t need a specific form. What matters is the steady presence, the loyal spirit, and the quiet knowing that passes between hearts. Whether it’s a friend, a partner, or a dog who thinks you hung the moon, the love is real. 🐾
Oh so very true! Dogs are living proof ot that truism. My words to live by are from the New Testament, when Jesus says "I give you a new commandment. Love one another. It is safe to add Love your neighbour and love yourself. The rest is just window dressing!
Amen! I'm firmly convinced that if humanity was supposed to do anything, it was to be caretakers of that which we'd been given "Dominion!" over: the Earth. Maybe, someday, the solar system, the galaxy, the universe, who knows. :)
But we ought not to wreck this lovely place we've been granted. :-/
(And if that's not enough, we ought to remember the Old Testament, and what God did to those who abused their dominions... :-/)
Elizabeth Schrader and Joan E. Taylor's work also supports Mary Magdalene as the Tower rather than a place she was from. Their 2021 article "The Meaning of 'Magdalene': A Review of Literary Evidence" in the Journey of Biblical Literature make the same argument based on historical evidence. I'm a firm believer that she was the TOWER.
Abstract:
While it is common today to refer to Jesus's disciple Μαρία[μ] ή Μαγδαληνή as Mary “of Magdala,” with Magdala identified as a Galilean city named Tarichaea, what do our earliest Christian sources actually indicate about the meaning of this woman's name? Examination of the Gospel of Luke, Origen, Eusebius, Macarius Magnes, and Jerome, as well as evidence in hagiography, pilgrimage, and diverse literature, reveals multiple ways that the epithet ή Μαγδαληνή can be understood. While Mary sometimes was believed to come from a place called “Magdala” or “Magdalene,” the assumption was that it was a small and obscure village, its location unspecified or unknown. Given the widespread understanding that Mary Magdalene was the sister of Martha, it could even be equated with Bethany. However, Jerome thought that the epithet was a reward for Mary's faith and actions, not something indicative of provenance: Mary “of the Tower.” No early Christian author identifies a city (Tarichaea) called “Magdala” by the Sea of Galilee, even when they knew the area well. A pilgrim site on ancient ruins, established as “Magdala” by the mid-sixth century, was visited by Christians at least into the fourteenth century, and thus the name is remembered today. In view of the earlier evidence of Origen and Jerome, however, the term ή Μαγδαληνή may be based on an underlying Aramaic word meaning “the magnified one” or “tower-ess,” and is therefore best left untranslated.
Yes, Sara, beautifully said. Schrader and Taylor did what so many male theologians forgot to do. They actually looked at the text instead of recycling assumptions.
When Jerome says Magdalene was called the Tower as a reward for her faith, not her zipcode, you can feel the scaffolding of erasure start to wobble. The early sources are not confused. They are layered, symbolic, and alive with meaning. It was later gatekeepers who tried to shrink her down to "woman from that one fish town."
But a Tower speaks. A Tower holds. A Tower stands. Magdalene was not pointing to a place. She was the place. The pillar. The presence. The name that would not be moved.
I have the book "The Gospel of the Beloved Companion" here on my bed - just received in the mail last week from my dear friend Sam. He's been my local teacher in the Peruvian tradition for 25 years & become a dear friend. We used to (pre covid) hold monthly Linkup meetings at his house - he had a beautiful Mesa room with a fascinating altar to Magdalene in it. He's had a connection to her for years & when I shared about all of your connection with her & all your writings, he reminded me of his altar. And then sent me that book 🙂↕️
Magdalene the Tower?
It makes so much sense & stirs up so many feelings.
I love it. Mind body & soul very intrigued joyous & happy 🌟
Ohhh, a Magdalene mesa room? That’s cathedral-core. Bless Sam and his altar wisdom. He sounds like the kind of man who doesn’t need to explain his connection to her because the room already whispers it.
And now The Beloved Companion arrives by post like it knew you were ready. That’s how Magdalene moves. Through friendships, forgotten altars, and postal epiphanies.
Yes to the Tower stirring your whole being. She doesn’t just visit the mind. She rings the body like a bell.
Welcome to the lineage. You were already in it. We just remembered together.
Nancy, yes—except Magdalene’s version is sneakier.
“When the soul is ripened, the teacher reminds you she’s been there the whole time.”
Sometimes she shows up as a book. Sometimes a friend named Sam. Sometimes she’s just rearranging the furniture in your inner life until you notice the altar was always there.
She’s such a mystery. I wish we could rome the catacombs of Vatican archives and fully immerse ourselves. There seem to have been so many redactions. 🫀🔥
Yes, Lisa. She’s the kind of mystery that was never meant to be solved, only remembered. And yes to roaming those archives. You just know there are scrolls tucked in dark corners, whispering truths that outlived their censors.
The redactions were strategic, but the presence remains. Some names are too alive to erase. 🫀🔥
Yes, Ryan. That’s it. To become tower-hearted is to stand without needing permission. To hold steady when the world shakes. To love with spine and softness at once.
Aleks, the man channeling Virgin Monk Boy, are you open to being interviewed for a podcast that I share with men around relationships, particularly about how we relate to women and the Sacred Feminine, embodied in the form of Magdelene? If so, how do I reach thee?
VedicSoul, you just dropped a three-line oracle and walked away like it was casual. “Some mysteries are born, some created, and some in plain sight” — that line alone could rewrite half the catechism.
Yes to Magdalene as “tower-strength.” Not just a name, but an encoded summons. She wasn’t just following Jesus. She was the infrastructure of the movement.
Thank you, Alana. If it stirred something emotional, then perhaps the Magdalene winked at you from the Tower. She was always less concerned with doctrines than with awakenings. May your reaction ripple deeper than reason, and may what it unearths be holy.
Wouldn’t the early councils that decided upon the 27 books of the New Testament, the “gospels” and such, have known about naming Mary the “Magdalene”, as they knew about Simon named “Peter” (Petros)? And if they did, doesn’t that reinforce the likelihood that Mary was purposely made into an NPC (non player character for the non RPGers among us), because the men in power needed her to be just that and no more, (as you’ve said before) for their patriarchal narrative to fly for thousands of years?
Given what I understand about 7 to 10 millennia of the architecting of the world’s hierarchical power structures, this makes complete sense. There’s no need to subjugate all women if most can be made historically invisible.
“To be without history is to be trapped in a present where oppressive social relations appear natural and inevitable. — [millennia ago] men learned to subjugate other groups from practicing dominance over women.”
Oh Donna, you just brought the incense and the sword.
Yes. The councils knew. You do not accidentally title someone “The Tower” in a tradition where names were epithets of cosmic power. They did not forget what it meant. They buried it. Like relics under stone floors they hoped no one would excavate.
Simon was called Petros to build a church. Mary was called Magdalene to be forgotten. But that forgetting was engineered. They did not need to erase every woman. Just make the most dangerous one silent enough to seem safe.
Right? They tried to shrink her into a side character, but the Song already crowned her a tower of flame and fragrance. Magdalene isn’t a surname. It’s a seismic title. And once you see it, every verse starts humming with her name.
Yes, the watchtower. The one who has lasted 2000 years, who stands rooted and stays. The priestesses were the towers of faith, wealth and leadership. This is now the true resurrection of the tower.
Yes. The resurrection is not just of a body but of a lineage. The Tower was never in ruins. Only buried beneath sermons that feared women who see too clearly. And now she rises, not to conquer, but to anchor. Still watching. Still witnessing. Still standing.
I have always believed there was more to the story if Mary than the male gatekeepers of the Christian religion were willing to share (or even aware of). At the presumed age of Jesus’ ministry, a single man would have been scandalous, but such scandal was never mentioned in any writings. This has always led me to believe that Jesus had a spouse. It would have been a non-issue since it was the norm for the time. The most likely spouse is Mary, she that he loved.
Yes, Leona. The silence is suspicious. In a culture where marriage was the default and singleness was socially suspect, the total absence of scandal around Jesus being unmarried speaks volumes. In fact, the lack of anyone even asking about it raises the eyebrow of every honest historian.
When you consider how often Mary Magdalene appears in the most intimate scenes — at the cross, at the tomb, in the garden — and how many early texts pair them as teacher and beloved, it becomes harder to dismiss her role.
Maybe the real controversy was not that Jesus loved Mary. Maybe it was that she understood him.
This is a beautiful and frankly logical re-framing. I took a Bible as Lirerature course at an all women's college (sadly no one touched on this, which for a room full of women would have been empoweing) and this piece reminds me how nothing is just a name or a bush or a fire but it can be if you just listen and don't ask questions. Enjoyed your perspective.
WHOAH. Chills! “The part that sees the Risen One—not because it hoped he’d return, but because it had never left.” I love this post. When I was little I wanted to have a daughter and name her Magdalene, I thought it was so beautiful. I was talked out of it, I don’t even know by who, because “it just meant from Magdala.” (I had a SS teacher tell me she was a former prostitute—fun learning what a sex worker is in SS—but when I asked my mom about it, she said it wasn’t true. “Even if it was,” she said, “Jesus healed her and don’t we believe his healings are entire and complete?”) Now I’m back to wanting to have a daughter named for the Tower. (I’m not having a daughter or kids at this point —that I know of) Thanks for another inspiring and educational post.
Angela, this whole comment is a sermon. That childhood instinct to name your daughter Magdalene was the truth trying to rise before the world talked you out of it.
Your mom's response might be one of the most theologically sound things ever said at a kitchen table. Even if it were true, his healing is whole. Complete. No stain. No shame.
And yes, naming her for the Tower hits different now. Not a place she came from, but a presence she became. Whether or not you ever have a daughter, that name lives in you. Strong, steady, and unshaken.
There was a girl named “Magda” who lived next door to me in college. A beautiful name and girl. I believe her family were recent immigrants from an Eastern European country where the name is not uncommon.
Magda next door might have carried more sacred memory than a whole seminary bookshelf. Names like that aren’t just labels. They’re echoes. “Magdalene” traveled from Aramaic shores to Slavic kitchens, carrying the scent of oil and rebellion. Sometimes the divine shows up with accent marks and a roommate. And that’s exactly the kind of Tower I trust.
Of course, Jesus was powerful & sure of his faith, but in his human life he was kind of a lone wolf — it’s good that he had a companion, Mary Magdalene, who could understand him & his teachings. I like to think that gave Jesus some comfort.🌹
Yes, Karen. Even the strongest hearts need someone who sees them without explanation. Jesus may have faced crowds and crosses, but it was Mary who stayed through the silence. Not just a witness, but a companion. Not just a follower, but someone who got him.
There’s something deeply human about that kind of bond. Maybe it wasn’t about doctrine or destiny, but about presence. The kind that steadies you when the rest of the world misunderstands everything except your name.
There are always experiences that are very difficult, if not impossible, to explain to anyone who hasn't been through it as well.
And to those who have been through it, there's nothing to explain; they understand. :)
Nancy, that’s it. You just named the secret handshake of the soul.
Some things can’t be taught, only recognized. That’s why Magdalene didn’t need a parable—she understood the moment he said her name.
No lecture. No diagram. Just presence meeting presence across the great silence.
Those are the ones who stay when the sky turns black. Who don’t flinch when the veil tears.
What beautiful sentiments to express - itz easy to forget Jesus the human being & the lone wolf truth. Thank you for that beautiful perception, Karen 🫂💝
Someone used to say, "Every man needs a good woman in his life!". In my experience, that is so true!
Yes, Dorothy. And in this case, it wasn’t just any woman. It was Mary the Tower. Not a side character, not a background figure, but the one who stood when others fled. The one who stayed close enough to see who he really was.
Maybe every man needs a good woman in his life. But what Jesus had was something even rarer. A spiritual equal. A mirror. A witness. A force of her own.
I’m all for supporting women, but a good companion can be either a man or a woman. Or a good dog! 🐾
Absolutely, Karen. A good companion doesn’t need a specific form. What matters is the steady presence, the loyal spirit, and the quiet knowing that passes between hearts. Whether it’s a friend, a partner, or a dog who thinks you hung the moon, the love is real. 🐾
Oh so very true! Dogs are living proof ot that truism. My words to live by are from the New Testament, when Jesus says "I give you a new commandment. Love one another. It is safe to add Love your neighbour and love yourself. The rest is just window dressing!
And of course, I've been remiss in not adding, your pets. And your environment! which encompasses all. Amen.
Amen! I'm firmly convinced that if humanity was supposed to do anything, it was to be caretakers of that which we'd been given "Dominion!" over: the Earth. Maybe, someday, the solar system, the galaxy, the universe, who knows. :)
But we ought not to wreck this lovely place we've been granted. :-/
(And if that's not enough, we ought to remember the Old Testament, and what God did to those who abused their dominions... :-/)
Her best place to hide is in direct view.
Possibly the Laurel is Green again?
https://www.virginmonkboy.com/p/the-cathar-prophecy-and-the-return-700-years-later
Elizabeth Schrader and Joan E. Taylor's work also supports Mary Magdalene as the Tower rather than a place she was from. Their 2021 article "The Meaning of 'Magdalene': A Review of Literary Evidence" in the Journey of Biblical Literature make the same argument based on historical evidence. I'm a firm believer that she was the TOWER.
Abstract:
While it is common today to refer to Jesus's disciple Μαρία[μ] ή Μαγδαληνή as Mary “of Magdala,” with Magdala identified as a Galilean city named Tarichaea, what do our earliest Christian sources actually indicate about the meaning of this woman's name? Examination of the Gospel of Luke, Origen, Eusebius, Macarius Magnes, and Jerome, as well as evidence in hagiography, pilgrimage, and diverse literature, reveals multiple ways that the epithet ή Μαγδαληνή can be understood. While Mary sometimes was believed to come from a place called “Magdala” or “Magdalene,” the assumption was that it was a small and obscure village, its location unspecified or unknown. Given the widespread understanding that Mary Magdalene was the sister of Martha, it could even be equated with Bethany. However, Jerome thought that the epithet was a reward for Mary's faith and actions, not something indicative of provenance: Mary “of the Tower.” No early Christian author identifies a city (Tarichaea) called “Magdala” by the Sea of Galilee, even when they knew the area well. A pilgrim site on ancient ruins, established as “Magdala” by the mid-sixth century, was visited by Christians at least into the fourteenth century, and thus the name is remembered today. In view of the earlier evidence of Origen and Jerome, however, the term ή Μαγδαληνή may be based on an underlying Aramaic word meaning “the magnified one” or “tower-ess,” and is therefore best left untranslated.
https://scholarlypublishingcollective.org/sblpress/jbl/article-abstract/140/4/751/293542/The-Meaning-of-Magdalene-A-Review-of-Literary
Yes, Sara, beautifully said. Schrader and Taylor did what so many male theologians forgot to do. They actually looked at the text instead of recycling assumptions.
When Jerome says Magdalene was called the Tower as a reward for her faith, not her zipcode, you can feel the scaffolding of erasure start to wobble. The early sources are not confused. They are layered, symbolic, and alive with meaning. It was later gatekeepers who tried to shrink her down to "woman from that one fish town."
But a Tower speaks. A Tower holds. A Tower stands. Magdalene was not pointing to a place. She was the place. The pillar. The presence. The name that would not be moved.
Thank you for naming it so clearly.
I highlighted the Greek text above and tried it in Google Translate, and it kept insisting on this:
"or Magdalene"
rather than "of Magdalene."
I think Schrader, Taylor, and all the rest along those lines are absolutely right.
I have the book "The Gospel of the Beloved Companion" here on my bed - just received in the mail last week from my dear friend Sam. He's been my local teacher in the Peruvian tradition for 25 years & become a dear friend. We used to (pre covid) hold monthly Linkup meetings at his house - he had a beautiful Mesa room with a fascinating altar to Magdalene in it. He's had a connection to her for years & when I shared about all of your connection with her & all your writings, he reminded me of his altar. And then sent me that book 🙂↕️
Magdalene the Tower?
It makes so much sense & stirs up so many feelings.
I love it. Mind body & soul very intrigued joyous & happy 🌟
Ohhh, a Magdalene mesa room? That’s cathedral-core. Bless Sam and his altar wisdom. He sounds like the kind of man who doesn’t need to explain his connection to her because the room already whispers it.
And now The Beloved Companion arrives by post like it knew you were ready. That’s how Magdalene moves. Through friendships, forgotten altars, and postal epiphanies.
Yes to the Tower stirring your whole being. She doesn’t just visit the mind. She rings the body like a bell.
Welcome to the lineage. You were already in it. We just remembered together.
How does it go? "When the student is ready, the teacher arrives." :)
Nancy, yes—except Magdalene’s version is sneakier.
“When the soul is ripened, the teacher reminds you she’s been there the whole time.”
Sometimes she shows up as a book. Sometimes a friend named Sam. Sometimes she’s just rearranging the furniture in your inner life until you notice the altar was always there.
She doesn’t knock. She rings.
She’s such a mystery. I wish we could rome the catacombs of Vatican archives and fully immerse ourselves. There seem to have been so many redactions. 🫀🔥
Yes, Lisa. She’s the kind of mystery that was never meant to be solved, only remembered. And yes to roaming those archives. You just know there are scrolls tucked in dark corners, whispering truths that outlived their censors.
The redactions were strategic, but the presence remains. Some names are too alive to erase. 🫀🔥
…to become tower-hearted. ❤️
Yes, Ryan. That’s it. To become tower-hearted is to stand without needing permission. To hold steady when the world shakes. To love with spine and softness at once.
Not just a title. A way of being. ❤️
To rise without needing to be built?
HOLY CANNOLI! THIS IS AMAZING! Thank you so much for this. SO GOOD! So darn good!
Melissa, you glorious thunderbolt in a teacup.
If this post were a cannoli, you just bit into the sacred filling. Thank you for shouting the truth with frosting on it.
A profound reframing of what we have been led to understand. Thank you for the way you elucidate it.
Thank you, David.
Some truths don’t need to be discovered—they just need the centuries of dust blown off.
Glad you caught the glint beneath the rubble.
Aleks, the man channeling Virgin Monk Boy, are you open to being interviewed for a podcast that I share with men around relationships, particularly about how we relate to women and the Sacred Feminine, embodied in the form of Magdelene? If so, how do I reach thee?
Check your DM
Some mysteries are born, some created and some in plain sight...
"Magdalene" as a title does change everything, like a "tower-strength"...
This is a call to the root, to see, to rise...!
Interesting read, thank you 🙏
VedicSoul, you just dropped a three-line oracle and walked away like it was casual. “Some mysteries are born, some created, and some in plain sight” — that line alone could rewrite half the catechism.
Yes to Magdalene as “tower-strength.” Not just a name, but an encoded summons. She wasn’t just following Jesus. She was the infrastructure of the movement.
Thank you for seeing the signal in the stone.
Yes whether it's the inner temple or the external, both require the faith strong "tower-strength" ..
Sometimes as a scaffolding and sometimes a light house..
🙏🙏
Just beautiful writing. And thought provoking. It creates an emotional reaction. Thank you.
Thank you, Alana. If it stirred something emotional, then perhaps the Magdalene winked at you from the Tower. She was always less concerned with doctrines than with awakenings. May your reaction ripple deeper than reason, and may what it unearths be holy.
Outstanding, O Monk!
A question or two:
Wouldn’t the early councils that decided upon the 27 books of the New Testament, the “gospels” and such, have known about naming Mary the “Magdalene”, as they knew about Simon named “Peter” (Petros)? And if they did, doesn’t that reinforce the likelihood that Mary was purposely made into an NPC (non player character for the non RPGers among us), because the men in power needed her to be just that and no more, (as you’ve said before) for their patriarchal narrative to fly for thousands of years?
Given what I understand about 7 to 10 millennia of the architecting of the world’s hierarchical power structures, this makes complete sense. There’s no need to subjugate all women if most can be made historically invisible.
“To be without history is to be trapped in a present where oppressive social relations appear natural and inevitable. — [millennia ago] men learned to subjugate other groups from practicing dominance over women.”
• Gerda Lerner,
The Creation of Patriarchy
Oh Donna, you just brought the incense and the sword.
Yes. The councils knew. You do not accidentally title someone “The Tower” in a tradition where names were epithets of cosmic power. They did not forget what it meant. They buried it. Like relics under stone floors they hoped no one would excavate.
Simon was called Petros to build a church. Mary was called Magdalene to be forgotten. But that forgetting was engineered. They did not need to erase every woman. Just make the most dangerous one silent enough to seem safe.
Gerda Lerner saw it. So did Mary. And so do we.
When a tower is buried, all that needs to happen is for it to be revealed.
I never considered Magdalene a title. I love that it has roots in the Song of Songs. A tower. Wow. This is so profound.
Right? They tried to shrink her into a side character, but the Song already crowned her a tower of flame and fragrance. Magdalene isn’t a surname. It’s a seismic title. And once you see it, every verse starts humming with her name.
Yes! :)
Yes, the watchtower. The one who has lasted 2000 years, who stands rooted and stays. The priestesses were the towers of faith, wealth and leadership. This is now the true resurrection of the tower.
Yes. The resurrection is not just of a body but of a lineage. The Tower was never in ruins. Only buried beneath sermons that feared women who see too clearly. And now she rises, not to conquer, but to anchor. Still watching. Still witnessing. Still standing.
I have always believed there was more to the story if Mary than the male gatekeepers of the Christian religion were willing to share (or even aware of). At the presumed age of Jesus’ ministry, a single man would have been scandalous, but such scandal was never mentioned in any writings. This has always led me to believe that Jesus had a spouse. It would have been a non-issue since it was the norm for the time. The most likely spouse is Mary, she that he loved.
Yes, Leona. The silence is suspicious. In a culture where marriage was the default and singleness was socially suspect, the total absence of scandal around Jesus being unmarried speaks volumes. In fact, the lack of anyone even asking about it raises the eyebrow of every honest historian.
When you consider how often Mary Magdalene appears in the most intimate scenes — at the cross, at the tomb, in the garden — and how many early texts pair them as teacher and beloved, it becomes harder to dismiss her role.
Maybe the real controversy was not that Jesus loved Mary. Maybe it was that she understood him.
This is a beautiful and frankly logical re-framing. I took a Bible as Lirerature course at an all women's college (sadly no one touched on this, which for a room full of women would have been empoweing) and this piece reminds me how nothing is just a name or a bush or a fire but it can be if you just listen and don't ask questions. Enjoyed your perspective.
Thank you, Tara. That line stays with me. Nothing is just a name or a bush or a fire. The silence in that classroom says a lot.
Funny how the most empowering truths are often the ones left out. But here we are, hearing them anyway.
Glad this piece found you.