I learned in my political science class that all major famines in the 20th century and onward have been caused by oppressive groups or political situations restricting access to food, NOT natural causes like crop failure
Kim Addonizio
It’s ok to want more. You don’t have to explain yourself to anyone.
My least favorite thing about the recent uptick in stories about Hades and Persephone as a romance is that people are forgetting the message of the original Homeric hymn. It is a Homeric hymn to Demeter, not hades, not Persephone, but Demeter. It is about a woman losing a child: to death, to marriage, etc. and grieving so hard she turns the world barren with her power of emotions. It is the story of how strong a mothers love is, the marriage is secondary, it is the catalyzing force to get to the story of mother daughter relationships and how powerful grief is. Like, in our modern worlds where we all re-examine our relationship to our mothers, and that position in a sexist world, is that not a perfect story? Is that not the message we all really need?one about the power of maintaining and holding onto our maternal relationships in a world that is constantly tearing them apart, instead of a love story that in essence we’ve heard again and again, and have to rewrite again and again to make it romantic. People can and should like the love stories, that’s why they exist. But in the process should we erase the real story about women that already exists?
"Leto, sweet as the dusk air,
sings to her children.
Precocious things, they coo
back to her: voices of love.
Daughter of Light,
and mother as well to light,
may virtuous Leto bless us
with peace and tenderness."
-- Mari Shahrizai, "Laureate: Poems and Prayers"
Sculpture: "Latona and Her Children, Apollo and Diana" (1874) by William Henry Rinehart
The need for divinity to be uncomplicated and infallibly benevolent as not only precursor and prerequisite to fascism but also the tyranny on both an individual and cultural level of the needs of a very young archetype; our ability to grapple with a chaotic divine that isn't going to step in and take all our pain away and nonetheless is precious and beautiful as a precursor and prerequisite to spiritual revolution and as a source of our power.
The veneration of Attis -- a figure characterized by being absolutely fucked over by the love of the gods -- as a practice of diligently experiencing grief and loss that no power in the cosmos is great enough to fix. Can we hold as holy the suffering of the unfixably broken? Do we have the strength to sing and dance in praise of a Goddess and a world that hurts us this badly without needing the stories to resolve tidily and the pain to be cured?
“Are you not permanently changed? Have you not been broken for me?”
Rainer Maria Rilke, Selected Letters, 1902-1922