The world is in turmoil once again. In the United States, rights that were hard fought for have been taken away, and we seem to be headed to a day when women, people of color, and immigrants face exclusion from all they had seemed to gain.
Sadly, many who claim to love God believe that this is right--U.S. leadership is doing the right thing. They are wrong, and I'm not afraid to say so.
Just yesterday, Saturday, June 21, 2025, the U.S. President ordered that three bombs be dropped on Iran in an effort to destroy Iranian nuclear sites. These attacks were "successful." Juxtaposed against this news was that of a White House renovation project in which the traditional rose garden--where press meetings have been held since 1913-- has been razed to give way to pavement and flagpoles.
The bulldozing of the garden seems symbolic of the demolition of our democratic way of life, when presidents sweep away freedoms and lives with the stroke of a pen. Further research, however, tells me that the roses are still there; what is not there is the grass, which will be replaced by pavement. It's not as bad as it seems, but is it a good use of taxpayer money as they spend more on the military and military parades while simultaneously shutting down perfectly good programs across the nation?
Lately on social media, I have noticed an increase in posts about feminine spirituality. I don't mean the plethora of cute "witchy vibe" products and the uptick in videos touting the "goth aesthetic." I mean solid goddess spirituality and Craft-related videos and information.
I believe that this preponderance of warmongering, the resurgence of racial tensions, and the normalization of pushing women back into second-class status is reawakening the Goddess. I think that the things that are happening for women and others these days are stirring the cauldron and second-wave style feminism may be about ready to strike again.
The Divine Feminine is present in the air. She is moving. She is speaking. Are we listening?
She is calling us to action.
She calls the wind
In unknown tongues
Melodies dance resonant
Molecular
Quantum invisible
Mysteries weave ancient fury
Whirlwind wild
Drums beat thunderous
Goddess wakes!
©2025 Suzy Jacobson Cherry
