Why I paused marketing the matriarchal masculine
Last week I paused marketing- is there a better word than this- for how a witch gets word of her work out onto the streets?
Maybe instead of how “marketing” has felt, which has been like selling,
in a world where we are over-sold and under- souled,
I can take this time to alchemize & re- envision “marketing” this work like a witch at a farmer’s market.
A witch in a booth with something to tell you, something that she birthed, something that she grew.
But I paused my farmer’s marketing because: I am a Spiritual Solo Mother.
(Without my Spiritual Practice
Life is just Death & Taxes)
Why Did I Pause Marketing on the Matriarchal Masculine?
Great Question. First and foremost, and what I must lead with— or else I become invisibilized— is that I am a Solo Mama.
I am a caretaker of another life, my heart is outside my body.
And I am always and forever in the dance between mothering and work.
And like I say, Children and the Earth Come First.
I mean that collectively and individually. The children and the earth must come first.
My child was home sick for a week, and then right after that, it was Spring Break, which means no school for a week. I think, “Spring Break” to some people means Vacation,
but I haven’t financially been in the black since October of 2023,
since I stood vehemently against the Genocide and Ecocide of Palestine.
Once again, I meant it when I said I exist for the children and the earth.
I meant it when I said we have to put them first.
I have chosen the Path of Spiritual Motherhood, and I center my daughter like a living altar.
I am not sure if you are familiar with the iconography of the Black Madonna
but I look at her everyday in my living room and everyday I read her Body Language,
which is the first language,
and it is the language that never lies. (Unlike the mind… the body never lies).
And the Spiritual Cues Hidden in Her Body Language are :
1) to center yourself on your rooted earthly throne, (I always imagine a big, deep, wide oak tree trunk of a throne with roots that run so wide and strong and deep).
She then has a tall spine and her head held high, a vessel of both heaven and earth merged within Her.
Her body is rooted to the earth & her crown chakra is connected to the heavens, and behind her head there is a golden halo of protection.
2) The Child: the child is centered in her lap: the Child is a metaphor for the Sacred and the Innocent. Her hands are safely protecting the child in Her Lap. Protecting the Child and the Sacred Inside and Out.
3) In this sacred seat, we are connected to and embodying the Great Mother while we *mother, meaning to mother like the verb, which is a trait buried but innate in all humans: to protect and guide and nurture.
So I chose that path a long time ago, and I have learned that when I center my daughter I am on my path, and when I do not, I fall off.
And then to get back to the path I come back to the Great Mother’s Lap & I pull her back on mine and we start again. Center the earth, center the children.
I am really grateful that I read a book called The Soul of Money as a brand new mother.
There was a piece about a woman who had chosen work over her child, because she was programmed to, and although she made it to the top of the ranks at the bank, at what cost?
She lost her child’s childhood and she could never get that back.
(Someone wise once said : Children don’t come from a place, they come from a childhood).
And she talked of the grief, how she would give it all back to do childhood with her child- if only she could have chosen that.
And I felt her grief in my chest how her story was so many women under capitalist patriarchy’s story, and my mother too had to put mothering aside and choose money to survive.
So I sold what I had and I chose the deep mysterious path that had chosen me anyway,
which was this Great Mother Goddess work, and recovering Her, in myself and the world.
And because I was motherless in a motherless world, it was the Goddess and Mother Nature who taught me how to mother, to Mother like a Verb.
So now I say I learned to Mother from the Great Mother and Mother Nature.
And I still am always mothered by the Great Mother and Mother Nature.
But Back to the Matriarchal Masculine,I also took a minute from marketing him, because I *thought I knew, but I had no idea how DEEP the Father Wound went.
After fifteen years on an archaeologist dig to the heart of the Mother Wound, I hit it, the Father Wound.
Like CLANG!, with my shovel, and “what is this?” *Holds it up to the light: “OH SHIT.”
And I realized part of me never ever wanted to get here. Because Men. Because Abuse. Because FEAR.
And the pushback to me going here was REAL.
So much so that I really had to stop and think about which voices to listen to.
AGAIN. Over and over again when I get lost it’s because I stopped trusting the dark and started reaching out for someone else to save me again.
So I stopped. I just stopped.
I remembered the ART OF GETTING LOST.
I prayed for help, that I was lost,
and I heard to just stay lost,
take a sacred pause,
just lay down on the moss.
No sudden movements— until the Goddess Talks.
And I wanted to get as clear as a mystic can get on why I am doing THIS.
This Father Wound Work, after 15 years of the Goddess work.
How did I get here? Maybe because “the cave you fear to enter holds the treasure you seek” (Joseph Campbell) and maybe it’s really true that “what you seek is also seeking you.” (Rumi)
I believe healing the Father Wound, just like the Mother Wound, is one of the deep spiritual secrets to healing the world.
Just Look at Who is Killing this World: It is the Apocalyptic Father Archetype. He has taken over the consciousness of men. He must die in them. And they MUST remember their Matriarchal Masculine.
We MUST set Ancient Standards for Modern Men.
The Apocalyptic Father Must Die.
And the Cherishing Father, who nurtures protects the women, the earth, the children, must RISE.
And personally, I just: I can’t just keep running from men.
I have to face the patriarchal masculine.
In me and in men. In my life and the world. I have to demand better standards for men (just as I did and do for the Feminine).
I can’t pretend we don’t share a planet with them. I can’t pretend that some of my closest friends aren’t raising them. I can’t pretend my father isn’t one of them.
I can’t ignore the men in my family, the men whom I adore. I can’t run from the Wounded Masculine anymore.
I also couldn’t run from my Father Wound anymore. I wanted to heal with my father before he left this earth. I didn’t get that chance with my mother. And I didn’t want to pass this Father Wound onto my daughter.
And this is vulnerable, but that’s ok at the end- or the beginning -of the world:
I have an Inner Lover who is begging men to remember who they were when they worshipped the Great Mother.
My father wound is the source of All of My Man Wounds.
Seven years ago I started decentering men and I’ve been studying them ever since.
I didn’t just decenter them, I GAVE UP ON ALL OF THEM.
I became a professional do not pick me girl in a patriarchal world.
But throwing men out completely? That is not Matriarchy. That is what patriarchy did to women, earth and children, it just threw them in the bin.
I learned so much from decentering men, from this time of queries and questions about how and when
men became monsters.
And who were men before patriarchy. And it is here in our collective memory that we piece together Matriarchal Masculinity.
It is from here we can set ancient standards for modern men.
I look at me and the women I work with who mostly had Patriarchal Fathers:
Absent or Abusive or Both.
I had Absent.
He chose work over life, the way he was taught to do.
And the way his father did too.
And in the last few years of my Midlife Crisis and the world in Polycrisis, I called him back in.
I went first, and said. “Let’s Do the Work.”
And it’s been as these things go, both gory and full of glory. And healing my Father Wound is healing my relationship to men.
AS THE WORLD BURNS
AT THE HANDS OF
THE APOCALYPTIC FATHERS
I CAN’T HELP BUT WONDER,
WHAT WOULD IT HAVE BEEN LIKE,
to HAVE BEEN DEEPLY FATHERED?
For those of us who were
abused or neglected,
what would it have been like
to HAVE BEEN PROTECTED?
To have been held safely, by an open hearted and present father, who cherished and protected us?
It would have helped. It would have helped, so much.
If Men were actually the Protectors they said they were and Not the Predators they turned out to be.
My Father is now Deconstructing his patriarchy and it is a pure earthly delight to see.
Women went first.
We went back to the Underworld and back to the earth.
And now it is men’s turn with the Dark Mother,
to learn to heal themselves and each other,
And it is men’s turn to let their patriarchy burn.
Circling back in a full witch circle way, I am remiss I have not added the Discounts for women and femmes of the Global Majority, and Solo Mothers. But I am doing it now and that’s what matters.
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We never want to gate keep the Primordial Feminine, and we also have to survive, we also have to live. And it is time to stop dismissing our deep feminine gifts. These are indeed what the world needs.