The Priestess & The Nun

Photo Credit: Daniel Vazquez

Inside me live two women — they have been there for as long as I can recall. I don’t know when my soul fractured/fragmented, or if that is the case at all. It is the dualistic nature of SHE. The devil and angel on opposing shoulders. And it gets very confusing at times.

The Priestess knows the light, but prefers to work in the dark. She is medicine, mystic, sage, wild woman. It is She who runs with the wolves, howls with the moon, and dances in the forest after dark. She is catacombs, prisms, lavender, cypress, and spells. It is She that knows me and I find freedom in her embrace.

The Nun, is righteous, holy indignation, and saint. It is She who holds the reigns most of the time. She is love, compassion, and judgement in one. She tells me good from bad, and right from wrong. She strokes my hair while whispering songs of purgatory and hell. It is She who taught me of guilt, shame, penance, and mortification of the flesh.

Somewhere in the midst of chaos with opposing forces — I’ve decided to integrate. And it feels like nothing less than death and destruction. The war has not yet been won. But my heart has been weighed against the feather and I am coming home.



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Mary Rogers Glowczwskie

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