Without Time

I walked a labyrinth last night.

Each time I opened my eyes while on the path I didn't know if I had been standing still for a thousand years or ten seconds.  

The idea that I could have an out of body experience for the asking drifted through my head.  I decided against it.  Not because the idea was frightening - impossible to be frightened in the labyrinth, but because I was mildly concerned about getting back.

About wanting to come back - 

the place of no time was so peaceful. 



Eventually the path led me out of the labyrinth.

As instructed I turned back to face the entrance and said, "Thank-you".

And then I left.


Somehow a very different person. 

Finding Mrs Yahweh

Oil pastel from 2014.  
'Bird of Pray'

The fecundity of the Great mother who is always birthing.



Yahweh needs to join a dating service for single deities.  






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Girl Eats Boy

This image from 2014 is called 'Song of Creation'.  

It shows the Great Mother birthing the Trinity at the 

time of Creation.


Which is problematic because the Trinity is a 

Christian God, three times masculine and 

misogynistic. 


Why would She do such a thing?  


But maybe I'm wrong.


Maybe She is about to devour it and this is an 

image of the first great Cosmic Eucharist.