“Ancient moon priestesses were called virgins. ‘Virgin’ meant not married, not belonging to a man - a woman who was ‘one-in-herself’. The very word derives from a Latin root meaning strength, force, skill; and was later applied to men: virle. Ishtar, Diana, Astarte, Isis were all all called virgin, which did not refer to sexual chastity, but sexual independence. And all great culture heroes of the past, mythic or historic, were said to be born of virgin mothers: Marduk, Gilgamesh, Buddha, Osiris, Dionysus, Genghis Khan, Jesus - they were all affirmed as sons of the Great Mother, of the Original One, their worldly power deriving from her. When the Hebrews used the word, and in the original Aramaic, it meant ‘maiden’ or ‘young woman’, with no connotations to sexual chastity. But later Christian translators could not conceive of the ‘Virgin Mary’ as a woman of independent sexuality, needless to say; they distorted the meaning into sexually pure, chaste, never touched.”—Monica Sjoo, The Great Cosmic Mother: Rediscovering the Religion of the Earth (via ynannarising)
I love when artists lose their shit. My mom just showed me two cellist playing thunderstruck and things were breaking but they kept full on going at it. And les twins, man I love love Laurents dancing. I adore his style he goes crazy. Buts there’s meaning behind the movements. It’s not just random flailing ya know haha. It’s uncontrolled control. You can just see how much a person is feeling what they’re doin.
“All you need now is to stand at the window and let your rhythmical sense open and shut, open and shut, boldly and freely, until one thing melts in another, until the taxis are dancing with the daffodils, until a whole has been made from all these separate fragments.”—Virginia Woolf, A Letter To A Young Poet (via odaro)