And God Created Woman Pt ll (Pt ll). A Self Portrait
Hierophant Self Knowledge :: Sacred Prostitutes. Diana Rose Hartmann
Mention the Sacred Whore to most people and you'll get raised eyebrows or disgusted grimaces. Many of us believe that prostitution is all about money for street hookers, fame for Hollywood starlets, or security for suburban housewives. Prophetic texts, rituals, and icons are called sacred, even particular mountains or rivers are considered sacred, but whores?
Sexually empowered women are called bitches, dykes, ball-busters, etc., by both sexes. Sexually independent women, once respected as sacred vessels of the Goddess, are degraded as evil temptresses, obstacles between man and a sexless heaven. One exception is the paradise of Islam, although it is a men-only club stocked full with re-virginating nymphs; Islamic women are said to be soul-less.
Jungian psychologist Nancy Qualls-Corbett describes the Holy Whore as "a woman, who, through ritual or psychological development, has come to know the spiritual side of her sexuality, her true Eroticism, and lives this out according to her individual circumstances." By this definition, a Sacred Prostitute uses sex as a means to God/dess and to enlightenment. Fundamentalist Christians believe that the door to the kingdom of heaven is opened to those re-born of fire and water. Occult traditions such as Tantra, and magickal orders which esteem the Holy Whore, persuade us to experience our divinity by immersing ourselves in the fires of sexual passion and the baptismal waters of sexual ritual. Sexuality becomes sacred when the Goddess residing in every women is honored.
The term "sacred whore" is not oxymoronic. If we explore the etymology of the words "whore" or "harlot," we find that the split between "priestess" and "prostitute" is a relatively recent one. In her book 'When God Was A Woman', Merlin Stone informs us that the Hebrew word zonah means both prostitute and prophetess. Barbara Walker, in her 'Dictionary of Woman's Myths and Secrets', points out that the Hebrew word hor means a cave, pit, or dark hole. The Spanish word for whore, puta, derives from the Latin term for a well, but the Latin term for grave, literally "a hole in the earth," is puticuli, meaning womb of rebirth. These terms for whore were not derogatory.
The Latin term had its root in the Vedic, an early Sanskrit language, wherein the word puta is defined as pure and holy. The cave, the pit, the hole, and the bottomless black lake were metaphors for the Great Goddess, She who is unnameable, that darkness primordial from which all life (light) is born. She is the Everything and The Nothing -- Hole-y, Holy, Wholly. The Sacred Whore at work was, in fact, the manifestation the Great Goddess.
Today these ideas are not completely lost. The Hebrew folk dance named the hora, a tradition at Jewish weddings, is named after the circle dances of the sacred harlots. Such holy harlots were often "brides of God" similar to modern nuns, the "brides of Christ." The holy harlots were set apart to give birth to Sons of God. In other words, these women had the job of changing human-animal into human-god.
The separation into priestess and prostitute, or sacred and profane polarities, occurred for western civilization when the early fathers of Christianity claimed power by abolishing goddess worship and other nature-based pagan religions. In actuality the bipartite woman, both whore and madonna, was a construct of the early Papal Councils around 600 AD. In the New Testament itself, there is nothing which proves that Magdalene was a repentent prostitute; other texts suggest that she was a spiritual teacher in her own right.
(For more information about Mary Magdalene, check out Scandals, Intriques and Christianity.)
Vestal Virgins and Sex Magick
"Virgin" did not mean possessing an intact hymen. A virgin was simply an unmarried woman, a woman who claimed ownership of herself. Think of Athena, the maiden goddess who jumped off a cliff rather than submit to wedlock. We see a similar story in the Hebraic tradition where Lilith, unwilling to subjugate herself to Adam in the male-dominant missionary position, exiled herself from paradise in exchange for her own sovereignty.
But Holy Whores weren't man-haters. Their function was dispensing the grace of the God/Goddess through sexual worship by sharing their bodies with worthy initiates and with each other.
The European idea of going into a womblike space -- cave, pit, hole, lake, or river -- in order to attain a new life of spirit stems from the Neolithic period (approx. 15,000 b.c.e. - 5,000 b.c.e.). During this time the common belief system deemed the main God/Goddess female. Gods were primarily consorts for the Great Goddess or her sons, such as Horus and Jesus. Reunite the polarities, put the Virgin Mary back together with Mary Magdalene and you have a Holy Whore who is the mother of a man/god, or evolved man.
In the Beginning
Before science explained away the mystery, women seemed magical, almost frightening. Women bled in sync with the phases of the moon. They bled in sync with each other and, to the awe of men, did not die. Women bore the babies and from their breasts flowed milk to sustain life. While the men went out to hunt, women explored, gathered food, and gained knowledge of medicinal herbs. They were the healers who produced magical cures for snake bites. Women were privy to divine wisdom. The Delphic oracles listened to pythons, while Eve took the sage advice of a serpent. Woman's "innate" ability to tune into the Goddess was facilitated by her knowledge of herbs, including perhaps, psychoactive botanicals that produced visions.
When God was definitively female, women had the edge. It was thought necessary for a man to go through a woman in order to achieve contact with the Deity. Male devotees of the Great Goddess would offer gifts, undergo painful or humiliating preparatory rituals, wait years, fast, and give just about anything for the opportunity to be initiated by a Sacred Whore. In doing so, they attained the power of the Great Goddess, as well as the opportunity to contact what some modern mages or witches refer to as the True Will, Higher Self, or Holy Guardian Angel.
She of the
Priestesses devoted their lives and their bodies to the Goddess. Herodotus wrote that Babylonian brides were required by law to prostitute themselves at the temple for seven days prior to marriage in order to appease the Goddess, who disapproved of monogamy. Spending time as a holy whore blessed the maiden. The profession also became a refuge for women who wished to keep claim of themselves and their rights. In Hellenic Greece, courtesans maintained a social status legally and politically equal to men, while wives were reduced to servants.
The idea that a man needed a woman in order to attain apotheosis, or give birth to the potential God/Goddess hidden within himself, still lives between the lines of many patriarchal religious texts.
Beauty/Beast Duality
Despite his unsavory reputation, Aleister Crowley was one of the first male occultists to embrace the goddess.
The word lust is derived from the words luster or light, and originally meant "religious joy." Strength, Light, Lust, and Holiness were originally all one.
In "Beauty and the Beast," the character Beauty can be seen as the Sacred Whore. She has gone to live with the Beast to save the life of her father. The Beast woos Beauty, painfully and pitifully. Ashamed of his ugliness and his animalistic traits, he pines away, stepping towards death. When Beauty sees beyond his mask, she sacrifices her ego and goes to him. When she gives herself to him with a kiss, he is reborn as a gorgeous prince, symbolizing the bliss of the union of Spirit and Nature. This tale is saying that it is within our power to change the state of civilization by the power of our sex. This sentiment is echoed in Deena Metzger's poem, "The Women Who Slept with Men to Take the War Out of Them." The Goddess' way is power with, not the patriarchal power over.
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Sex, Death and Transformation
When fully self-realized, woman is the initiatrix into higher rites of passage. She is Mut, Great Mother of Death, and also Isis, whose love makes possible the higher birth of Horus from the inert Osirus. Astrologically speaking, this concept is reflected in the sign of Scorpio, which rules sex, death, and transformation or initiation. Sexual love can be a path to spiritual evolution. Some occultists believe that sex combined with ritual creates the most powerful magic.
Love/Sex is also linked with death. Renaissance poets called orgasm "the little death." The Goddess is more than Mother and Whore, she is also the Crone, the Destroyer, the Eater of Men. This trifold goddess is akin to Hindu Goddess Kali. Powerful Kali gives birth with one hand while squatting over her dead consort Shiva and devouring his entrails with the other. If we conquer our fear of the trifold Goddess' powers and embrace the natural sacredness of sex and death, we can truly begin to understand the cycle of life.
Life Out of Balance
Many believe that the world's chance of survival is dependent on the reclamation of the female aspect of deity and its integration in the minds of the people "en masse." We will evolve in the images of the God/Goddess that we created. The Sacred Prostitute represents energy, light, and expansive creative force. The repression of this positive force puts society in crisis. As poet/prophet William Blake writes, "Repressed energy breeds pestilence." Our world becomes a place where violence has replaced creative sexual expression. Consider that violence is accepted as common TV fare, while the sight of a women breastfeeding her infant causes vehement outcries from the rightwing christian minority.
Our society's god-of-choice is miserable, grouchy, and usually on the verge of suicide. Just watch the TV evangelists praying forArmageddon. Their god only evinces the "restrictive" saturnine intellect and represents a degeneration, a far fall from the original Father-Mother-Sister-Brother God/Goddess of Jewish paganism named YHVH. The punishing grey-beard whom Blake deemed "Nobodaddy," has been severed from feminine wisdom. His children are stillborn, waiting in the ethers for the nourishing milk of their mother.
Violence against women increases as men who feel powerless resort to rape. Millions of women deny themselves orgasmic pleasure because they are taught "good girls don't" by a society that worships a bachelor god. The new Yahweh is irritable and quick to call fun a sin. Many men are stuck playing tough guy roles, and many women learn that submission and passivity are their tickets to survival. Two hundred years ago, the poet Percy Shelley, a maverick feminist and political activist, asked, "Can man be free if woman be a slave?"
Anyone who has indulged in BDSM will tell you that both dominant and submissive roles contain joys, but to play only one and never the other brings monotony, sadness, or dangerous obsession. Without the embodiment of the Sacred Whore in every woman, society twists itself dysfunctional.
Reclaiming Female Power
Of course, women can't flock to temples and set up camp as Holy Whores in this day and age without being arrested. But a change in the way women see themselves, and in the way men see women, would be a start. Every woman can invoke the Holy Whore into her life with pleasure. The Sacred Prostitute is a woman who has reclaimed her Self and reconnected with her will. Most importantly, she is a woman who has reclaimed the sacredness of her body.
First and foremost: Pay attention to what advertisers and the media, promoters of degenerate cultural realities, are telling us. Both women and men must learn to ignore the messages that women are "sick" with post-menstrual syndrome (PMS0 or menstrual cramps two weeks out of every month, that our vaginas smell bad, that we must wax pubis, douche, or use deodorized tampons if we are to be "clean." It's hard to invoke the Goddess within if we believe our bodies are so flawed.
We need to honor the menstrual cycle. We need to change the language associated with it, call it moon time or bleeding time, instead of the vulgar "on the rag." Don't blame your partner's moodiness on PMS; have sex instead -- wonderful messy sex. Fertilize your plants with menstrual blood, an ancient magical fertilizer. Question the programming that automatically labels sexual women "sluts."
Yahweh's obviously not happy alone on the mountain. Our reclaiming of the sacred prostitute's spirit, humor, and sheer joy in the flesh could help this pitiful modern God remember his Goddess's bountiful tit and make some holy whoopie. When the Goddess residing in every woman is honored, the paradox of sacred sexuality can again manifest in our world. The Goddess is as her people act: As above, so below.
Diana Rose Hartmann MA is a freelance writer and artist. Her articles and short fiction have appeared in a variety of publications including The Sun, The Seattle Times, The Whole Life Times, Green Egg, New Falcon Publications, and bOING-bOING. She has worked on projects as varied as scripting and designing mass market computer games to teaching writing at
THE SACRED SLUT
Finally he reached the portico after the hot, dusty wait outside, laid his silver in the salver. He was shown to a room where he could shake off the dust, wash, comb, scent himself, then to the courtyard, paved with pink marble. Doves scattered as he found a couch, their wings shuffling the air, which smelled of flowers. A fountain played, and in the distance someone tuned a stringed instrument, the liquid notes blending with the falling water.
Then she entered: face soft and grave, hair dressed high, a gown of thin silk bound about her, showing dark her areolas, her brush of pubic hair. She came up to him, held out her hand; deep black eyes met his. He found himself trembling, from fear or desire he couldn't tell.
She led him to a small room, darkened, with a red-shaded lamp, a low bed. This was the moment he'd longed for, working in the delta, his family's fields. She took him into her arms, golden arms smelling of honey, the wealth of her hair poured out over him, and he knew the Goddess had come to him. Surely this feeling was Hers, this liquid weight of sensation, this woman's body stroking his, melding to his, running now with scented sweat and juices. He felt the God take him, and his uncertainty fell away.
The sacred whore appears in the earliest records, integral to society when humans were first gathering in cities and learning to write. The major work of the oldest known author, the Sumerian priestess Enheduanna, is a paean to the hierodule (sacred whore) of heaven, the goddess Inanna, Wendy Mulford writes in Love Poems by Women. In
Things are different now. In most world cultures today, prostitution, far from being sacred, carries by definition a weight of shame: "Prostituted" has come to mean, according to Webster's Dictionary, "devoted to base or unworthy purposes, debased by venality, as in prostituting one's talents." How could you sink so low as to prostitute yourself? People across the political spectrum agree prostitution degrades women, destroys family values, is disgusting, sad and a symptom of social decay. Both the women who sell their bodies and the men who buy them must suffer pathetically low self-esteem, conventional wisdom says, because what woman with any self-respect would willingly be a whore? What kind of loser would pay to have sex with such a woman?
How did the sale of sex go from paying to enter paradise to paying for something vile? If we can make ourselves one with the gods by intake of food and drink - an idea that far predates Christian communion - how much more so through sex, in its full regalia of joy, pleasure and emotional healing. And what exactly is wrong with money changing hands for it? We pay even for sacred food and drink, for ritual wine and bread have to come from somewhere. Why did the archetype of the sacred whore fall from grace?
First, consider -- what do we really mean by "prostitution?" If we define it simply as sex carried out in exchange for money or other material reward, we have the problem that "sacred prostitution" is used to describe activities ranging from sex for a fixed rate of pay, to sex for gifts or cash whose value varied widely (in Babylon, according to Herodotus, the goddess's women could not turn away a stranger, whatever price he proffered), to ritual promiscuity in which no money changed hands. Some consider sacred prostitution to include the hieros gamos, the sacred marriage, "the traditional re-enactment of the marriage of the goddess of love and fertility with her lover, the young, virile vegetation god," as Nancy Qualls-Corbett puts it in The Sacred Prostitute: Eternal Aspect of the Feminine. Certainly the duties of the ranking hierodule often included celebrating the sacred marriage, the forerunner of the Craft's Great Rite, with the king or high priest.
Perhaps we could distinguish mundane prostitution (sex for material reward alone) from sacred prostitution (sex for spiritual reward, perhaps accompanied with material reward). Ancient cultures at times made such a distinction in their laws and social attitudes, but generally during a period of transition. As long as sex was understood to be a sacred act, there was no need to emphasize the distinction between sacred and profane prostitution. When sex came to be regarded as potentially dangerous and shameful unless sanctified, such a distinction became useful, but often such attitudes evolved into the concept that sex was a patrilineal breeding function of no sanctity at all. As Merlin Stone points out in When God Was a Woman, patrilineal cultures tend to abhor sacred prostitution, because in it inheres a lack of concern for paternity. Children conceived by the Goddess do not know their fathers.
A useful definition of prostitution is further complicated by considering just how widespread prostitution really is. As evolutionary biologists have documented in recent years, the exchange of sex for material reward is common throughout the entire animal kingdom, because of its evolutionary advantage. Among the insects, birds, fish and mammals that practice sex for pay, the female makes a much larger reproductive investment than the male; "eggs are expensive, sperm is cheap," as Natalie Angier writes in The Beauty of the Beastly. The female redresses the imbalance in some measure during courtship by requiring nuptial gifts of food, shelter or other resources from her suitors.
This practice is compatible with the kind of cooperative child care we call monogamous behavior. Helen Fisher describes in The Anatomy of Love how primate and human females alike have been observed to seek gifts in exchange for "adulterous" sex outside of monogamous relationships, gifts that greatly improve their children's chances of survival. Their mates tolerate and even pimp the females for the gifts' sake. Thus the roots of prostitution, and sacred prostitution, lie as deep as the animal kingdom. In our own culture, in spite of the jealousy fomented by patriarchal morality, many husbands tolerate or even encourage some promiscuity on their wives' part once primary bonds have been established.
In view of the extent of sex for pay, it's no joke that whoring's called the oldest profession. It is also one of the world's oldest documented forms of worship. Sacred prostitutes turn up in some of the oldest Sumerian records. Evidence from a Sumerian seal, described by Iris Furlong in "The Mythology of the Ancient Near East" in The Feminist Companion to Mythology, edited by Carolyne Larrington, shows sacred marriage rites may have been performed in Sumer before the middle of the third millennium B.C. - more than 4500 years ago. Later Sumerian writings give these duties to sacred prostitutes of the rank nu gig, and documentary evidence definitely shows sacred marriage including the ranking holy prostitute as a Sumerian ritual drama by the end of the second millennium B.C. Ruler and priestess replayed this drama yearly in the cities Ur and Isin for more than two millennia, until the 20th century B.C.
Sumer and
At the ritual's peak, the king approached the temple with offerings of oil, precious spices and delectable foods to tempt the goddess. He mounted to the goddess at the temple summit as the crowd chanted poetry. The ritual was performed as an allegorical masque, according to Furlong, including speaking parts and probably music; the king played the part of the god Dumuzi ("faithful son"), and a priestess of the highest rank played the goddess Inanna or Ishtar in a ritualized enactment of the divine coupling.
The poetry of the ritual, translated from the Sumerian Gudea Cylinders, circa 3000 B.C., reflects an attitude toward sex, and sexual spirituality, much different than that prevailing in Western culture today. Consider this is sacred poetry, a goddess speaking to a god (ellipses indicate breaks or unknown words in the original):
When for the wild bull, for the lord, I shall have bathed,
When for the shepherd Dumuzi I shall have bathed,
When with ... my sides I shall have adorned,
When with amber my mouth I shall have coated,
When with kohl my eyes I shall have painted,
Then in his fair hands my loins shall have been shaped,
When the lord, lying by the holy Inanna, the shepherd Dumuzi,
With milk and cream the lap shall have smoothed...,
When on my vulva his hands shall have laid,
When like his black boat, he shall have... it,
When like his narrow boat, he shall have brought life to it,
When on the bed he shall have caressed me,
Then shall I caress my lord, a sweet fate I shall decree for him,
I shall caress Shulgi, the faithful shepherd,
a sweet fate I shall decree for him,
I shall caress his loins, the shepherdship of all the lands,
I shall decree as his fate.
(Quoted by Qualls-Corbett)
My vulva, the horn,
The Boat of Heaven,
Is full of eagerness like the young moon.
My untilled land lies fallow.
As for me, Inanna,
Who will plow my vulva?
Who will plow my high field?
Who will plow my wet ground?
Dumuzi answers her: The Boat of Heaven,
Is full of eagerness like the young moon.
My untilled land lies fallow.
As for me, Inanna,
Who will plow my vulva?
Who will plow my high field?
Who will plow my wet ground?
Great Lady, the king will plow your vulva.
I, Dumuzi the King, will plow your vulva.
Inanna responds: I, Dumuzi the King, will plow your vulva.
Then plow my vulva, man of my heart!
Plow my vulva!
(Quoted by Qualls-Corbett)
The sacred marriage as a rite acted on many levels. On a physical level, it renewed fertility. The Sumerians, according to Furlong, considered their ruler responsible for agricultural prosperity, and all sexual reproduction on earth, vegetable, animal and human, depended on his intercourse with the goddess. The sacred marriage also legitimized the king's power; without it, Mann and Lyle write, he was not considered fit to rule. His leadership ability was directly linked to his consummating his marriage with the goddess. Plow my vulva!
(Quoted by Qualls-Corbett)
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Furthermore, on a deeper level, the ritual was based on psychological need, Qualls-Corbett writes. The sacred marriage, symbolizing the union of opposites, represents the need for wholeness, on the level of the individual psyche and also, we may hazard, on that of the group. It brings together in equal status the masculine and feminine; it grounds spirit and spiritualizes earth. Certainly any rite that continues for more than 2000 years must speak to the human spirit. The sacred marriage furthermore was not limited to
The sacred marriage was the realm of the highest ranked sacred prostitute, the nu gig ("pure or spotless"), but under the Akkadian conquerors of
Quadishtu, the "sacred women," fell next in line, with ishtaritu, who specialized in dancing, music and singing. The dance of the women of Ishtar can be considered the mother of the belly dance. Its components, like the belly dance's, included snake-like and vigorous hip and pelvic movements, the wafting of veils, descents to floor and the ritual wearing of a sash, linked to the girdle that was Ishtar's symbolic emblem.
What prompted the formation of this female hierarchy that danced and made love for the Goddess? Cultures where the sacred prostitute figured prominently were usually matrilineal and female-focused, writes Qualls-Corbett, and considered nature, eroticism and fertility the core of existence. Sacred prostitution there was a logical development of the Earth Mother cult: If in sacred marriage a ranking man and woman's intercourse makes land and animals fecund, why not extend that ritual to all, so everyone can help seek the Goddess's blessing? Further, if sex is seen as a sacrament, sexual acts are an obvious and natural form of general worship.
Sacred prostitution may also be linked to the tribal custom, found variously throughout the world, wherein a young girl's virginity is offered to an appointed tribal member who cannot become her husband. The defloration ceremony initiates the girl into tribal membership and is offered to the chief deity of the tribe. A decadent vestige of this custom is found in the medieval droit de seigneur, wherein the lord of manor had the right to the first night with any bride in his demesne.
Perhaps also sacred prostitution stemmed from practical considerations. In a Goddess-centric society, a life in Her service might be a logical alternative for women who didn't want to pair-bond. Men might well seek out such priestesses, and casual liaisons pleasing to the Goddess might become an official service as time went on. In a sex-positive society, the office of providing sexual companionship and healing to people in need seems an obvious one. If sexual consultation lines got too long, and other jobs were neglected, asking for pay would redistribute resources and further honor the Goddess.
Wherever the post of the sacred prostitute came from, societies of which she was part sang her praises. Sumerians considered the art of ritual love-making one of the great gifts of the gods. The legend of Inanna and Enki, in which Inanna lays claim to the sacred rules or orderings of life that confer sovereignty among the gods, lists the sacred sexual customs as one of these vital rules. She brings these rules to civilize the people of Erech, the city most devoted to her, and her trophies include civilization and culture, music, crafts, judgment and truth as well as the art of civilized love-making and the office of the sacred prostitute.
One Sumerian tablet refers to Erech, Inanna's city, as the city of "courtesans and prostitutes," Stone writes. There, one of the duties of Her priestesses, considered incarnations of the goddess, was to make love to strangers. Another Sumerian fragment describes Inanna sending the maiden Lilith, the "hand of Inanna," to gather men from the street to bring to the temple. Lilith in other Sumerian myths figures as an enemy of Inanna, and in Hebrew myths she is the first wife of Adam, who refused to be sexually submissive and became a demon who stole children.
In contrast to Lilith's fall, the Sumerians and early Akkadians saw the sacred prostitute as a civilizing influence. In the epic of Gilgamesh, set by its writers in the second quarter of the third millennium B.C., according to Furlong, the harimtu, or sacred prostitute, figures prominently as such.
In this epic, the earliest found version of which is the Old Babylonian, written between 1800 and 1600 B.C., the wild man Endiku is sent to live on the steppe outside Gilgamesh's city, Uruk. There he romps with the wild animals and tears up the huntsmen's traps. The aggrieved hunters come to Gilgamesh planning Endiku's capture; Gilgamesh suggests getting a harimtu to lure him. A harimtu agrees to do so and when Endiku appears lays "bare her ripeness," opening her garments. This technique works like a charm. Endiku makes love to her for the next six days and seven nights.
After this experience, Endiku is tamed. He finds he can no longer communicate with the wild animals, who now flee from him. But he has gained in wisdom and understanding. He goes to the harimtu and asks advice as to what to do next; she suggests he go to the city and says she will introduce him to Gilgamesh. However, she cautions, he first must learn how to act in the king's court. She offers to teach him social graces, including in Furlong's interpretation how to eat with utensils, and he accedes. She leads him "like a child" to food and drink, at which he stares, but he manages to quaff seven pitchers of beer before he is ready to go to Uruk.
As Furlong writes, it appears the harimtu who prepared Endiku was not only sexually attractive but also cultured, educated and well qualified as a tutor. But, just as Lilith fell, the sacred prostitute as civilizer became less important in the Gilgamesh epic as it was rewritten over time. Furlong writes that in the version of the epic written 1000 years after the Old Babylonian, the description of Endiku's education has become much shorter, and the harimtu is no longer shown as an educator.
Furthermore, in both the older and newer versions of the epic, Gilgamesh insults the great goddess Ishtar herself. She has wooed him, offering gifts, but Gilgamesh replies vituperatively, comparing her to a back door that does not keep out the wind, a leaky water-skin that drenches its carrier and a shoe that pinches. He lists her many lovers and underlines that these men all ended up in the underworld. Endiku also insults Ishtar, which is too much for the gods, who consign him to a long, slow death.
What Ishtar offers Gilgamesh, Furlong points out, is the standard sacred marriage. Gilgamesh's insulting reply can be interpreted as an argument against the principle of sacred marriage, wherein the king's right to reign depends on Ishtar's favors. Furlong explains that the sacred marriage was a Sumerian royal ceremony, while the author of the Gilgamesh epic was writing in Akkadian, under the aegis of the conquerors. The Gilgamesh epic thus quite possibly folds in a political lampoon aimed at an outmoded, discredited concept of kingship.
The earlier Sumerians wouldn't have treated a whore-goddess so. In a Sumerian myth including the same characters, Gilgamesh and Endiku are on warm and friendly terms with Inanna.
The Akkadians adopted many customs of their conquered country, but it is clear their civilization was more patriarchal than the earlier Sumerian culture. Ishtar, however, remained their tutelary goddess, lady of love and war, all-powerful. As the Whore of Babylon, Ishtar proudly oversaw the continuing tradition of sacred prostitution, announcing "A prostitute compassionate am I," according to Barbara G. Walker's The Women's Encyclopedia of Myths and Secrets. Ishtar thus was the original whore with the heart of gold. One of her titles was the "Great Goddess Har, Mother of Harlots." Her priestesses had healing powers; a clay tablet from
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Though special houses were set aside for sacred prostitutes, residence there was not compulsory. However, if a sacred prostitute lived outside these houses, she could not open a wine shop on the pain of death - just as, at Deja Vu or Razzmatazz today, by law liquor and erotic dancers can't mix. Perhaps the Babylonian hierodule's wine shop would have made her office too similar to that of the profane prostitute, who frequented taverns, Qualls-Corbett theorizes. We see the distinction between whores sacred and profane has become important in
In another aspect of sacred prostitution, Herodotus recorded that in the third century B.C., as an offering to Ishtar, "Babylonian custom... compels every woman of the land once in her life to sit in the temple of love and have intercourse with some stranger... the men pass and make their choice. It matters not what be the sum of money; the woman will never refuse, for that were a sin, the money being by this act made sacred." (Quoted by Qualls-Corbett.) The stranger was viewed as an emissary of the gods, and when he tossed his coins into a woman's lap, he ritually said, "May the goddess Mylitta make thee happy." The money went to the woman but was an offering to the goddess in return for partaking in the rite, Qualls-Corbett says. Herodotus added, "After their intercourse she (the woman) has made herself holy in the sight of the goddess and goes away to her home; and thereafter there is no bribe however great that will get her." By the third century B.C., profane prostitution was clearly considered shameful.
It is interesting to consider the progression that took place after the Akkadians conquered
Why? The easiest answer is that as militaristic patriarchies established patrilineal descent, female promiscuity could no longer be permitted to threaten men's knowledge of paternity. For a man to be sure he was father of his children, the argument goes, he had to restrict access to his women. He had to make it bad and wrong for his women to have sex with anyone but himself. Any religion that encouraged female promiscuity had to be opposed.
This explanation is compelling in its simplicity and economic force, but it is not altogether psychologically satisfying. It explains political repression, but it does not explain the shame and fear so commonly attached to sex after the goddesses were discredited.
Joseph Campbell, in The Masks of God: Occidental Mythology, suggests a more subtle psychological and intellectual explanation when he writes "we are going to find, throughout the following history of the orthodox patriarchal systems of the West, that the power of this goddess-mother of the world overthrown by her sons, is to remain as an ever-present threat to their castle of reason." Perhaps it was the Oedipal feelings of the sons, combined with their left-brain orientation, that so turned them against their lascivious mothers.
Michel Foucault pointed out in The Use of Pleasure, however, that systems of sexual austerity in classical
Women were generally subjected (excepting the liberty they could be granted by a status like that of courtesan) to extremely strict constraints, and yet this ethics was not addressed to women. It was an ethics for men: an ethics thought, written, and taught by men, and addressed to men -- to free men, obviously. A male ethics, consequently, in which women figured only as objects.
From this perspective, the ecstatic self-castration practiced by priests of Cybele and Astarte in Roman times does not really fit the Freudian model of a castrating mother. It was not the goddess, after all, but the hermaphroditic monster Agdistis who inspired Attis to chop off his testicles, and his followers in their frenzies presumably took the same inspiration. Granted, sacrifice was often associated with the fertility rites of spring, but the idea of voluntarily sacrificing one's balls seems peculiarly male; it is men, not women, who feel such ecstatic ambivalence about them.
Moreover, precisely this kind of ascetic abnegation of sexuality characterized the male-dominated religious cultures of the time. Pliny, like the Pythagoreans before him, admired the virtues he ascribed to elephants: They were strictly monogamous and had sex only once every three years, and then only to beget children. Over and over, we find male ascetics in
Why so often in history do we find that female spirituality honors sex as sacred, while male spirituality finds it degrading, weakening, impure and sinful? Margaret Mead offers some clues in her remarkable study, Male and Female. For men, physical sexuality focuses on the moment of ejaculation, whereas a woman's physical sexuality is much more broadly integrated into her life, including menstruation, orgasm, intercourse, pregnancy, childbirth and motherhood. Through the normal course of their lives, women can automatically build a sense of sexual identity and achievement, even against the opposition of their culture, whereas ejaculation alone can never be enough for a man. Mead writes:
In every known human society, the male's need for achievement can be recognized.The recurrent problem of civilization is to define the male role satisfactorily enough; so that the male may in the course of his life reach a solid sense of irreversible achievement, of which his childhood knowledge of the satisfactions of childbearing have given him a glimpse.
I [now] understand why men are the animals that they are. You see sex in so many places that it's not necessarily meant to be. I see a pretty woman walking down the street and I can't keep my eyes off her. I don't even realize that I'm staring. Then I think to myself, "Well what's wrong with that, I just think she's good-looking."
Sex for men is like a buzzer that keeps going off whether or not you want it to, making it hard to integrate sex into the rest of life. Where sex is concerned, men, not women, are at the mercy of emotion they cannot control. In Goddess-centric cultures, then, where women's sexuality was primary, it is not surprising sex was approached with confidence, nurturing and fertility proudly combined with pleasure. Conversely, as the Father-Warrior God became dominant, in
Consider the Hebrew Bible, or Old Testament, from which a great deal of our Western revulsion for harlotry derives. At the end of "The Hebrew God and His Female Complements" in The Feminist Companion to Mythology, Athalya Brenner writes:
Gender issues in the Hebrew Bible can hardly be redeemed for feminists.On the whole, the Good Book is a predominantly Male document which reflects a deeply-rooted conviction in regard to woman's Otherness and inferiority.The post-reading sensation I experience focuses on the bitter taste in my mouth. This is my heritage, I cannot shake it off. And it hurts.
Take heed to yourself, lest you make a covenant with the inhabitants of the land whither you go, lest it become a snare in the midst of you. You shall tear down their altars, and break their pillars, and cut down their Ashe'rim (for you shall worship no other god, for the Lord, whose name is Jealous, is a jealous God), lest you make a covenant with the inhabitants of the land, and when they play the harlot after their gods and sacrifice to their gods and one invites you, you eat of his sacrifice, and you take of their daughters for your sons, and their daughters play the harlot after their gods and make your sons play the harlot after their gods.
While
They played the harlot in their youth; there their breasts were pressed and their virgin bosoms handled. (Ezekiel 23:3)
When Hosea wrote in the eighth century B.C., for example, taking the role for himself of the Father-God, he identified his harlot wife Gomer with the people of
Wine and new wine take away the understanding. My people inquire of a thing of wood, and their staff gives them oracles. For a spirit of harlotry has led them astray, and they have left their God to play the harlot. They sacrifice on the tops of the mountains, and make offerings upon the hills, under oak, poplar and terebinth, because their shade is good. Therefore your daughters play the harlot, and your brides commit adultery. I will not punish your daughters when they play the harlot, nor your brides when they commit adultery; for the men themselves go aside with harlots, and sacrifice with cult prostitutes.
What the Hebrew Bible testifies above all is how widely sexual veneration of the Mother-Goddess spread throughout the
Unlike the Hebrews, the Greeks did not rely on their religion for justification of patriarchal laws and practices; instead, they developed powerful military, atheletic and intellectual subcultures that gave life meaning for their men and excluded their women. Sacred prostitution was always widely practiced in
The Greeks had been influenced early on by
Not only that, but Greek intellectuals and spiritual leaders from Pythagoras to Plato championed the rigorous control of sexual feelings. Virtue lay in abstaining.
Sex Pt ll (ll). A Self Portrait
And yet, as in the Jewish case, it seems that true sexual reverance of the Goddess was not as rapidly or thoroughly defeated as legal, intellectual and political history would suggest. All the hints we have suggest that the older Goddess-centric attitudes were perpetuated in secret in the mystery cults. In the mysteries of
Rome
But sacred prostitution lingered in
In the Roman
As for ancient European veneration of the sacred whore, we can only guess at it. Nothing direct comes down to us, only scattered reports from the conquering Romans. However, Celtic mythology hints at sacred marriage rites. In
The Celtic and witch holiday of Beltaine celebrates a sacred marriage feast, crowning a May King and Queen, also called the Lord and Lady or John Thomas and Lady Jane. On May Eve, men and women go to the woods to make "green-backs," as Shakespeare puts it. From the woods, they bring home the May, hawthorn blossoms, then dance around the phallic Maypole.
Beltaine celebrants decorate the Maypole with ribbons and flowers, just as the pine tree of Attis was decorated with ribbons and violets, Baring and Cashford point out, another connection being that, after the Julian calendar was instituted, May Day was Attis's time of death and resurrection. The Green Man, connected with the May King, could be a descendent of Dumuzi, also called the "Green One." The British Morris dancers may be the last descendants of the Anatolian Corybantes, orgiastic dancers of Cybele.
In the non-Western world, among the Ewe-speaking people of the former African Slave Coast, girls ages 10 to 12 trained in temples and served priests and seminarians as sacred whores, according to Funk and Wagnall's Standard Dictionary of Folklore, Mythology and Legend.
In the Southern Provinces of India, large numbers of women performed as sacred whores, according to Funk and Wagnalls. They made a symbolic marriage to the gods, and their duties included dancing before the gods as well as prostitution. In
Tantra has seen some recent popularity in the
The sacred whore is, by contrast, a constructive archetype. The sacred prostitute is a dynamic, transformative, ecstatic facet of the feminine, writes Qualls-Corbett; her dynamism pushes the boundaries of the individual psyche in a positive way, and she is linked to Eros, to ecstasy, to liberation from group convention, to being taken temporarily beyond yourself in a way that ever after broadens your experience of life.
She is connected to the goddess, but, importantly, she is not the goddess herself. "We can amplify the meaning of the goddess and realize the psychological implications of the image," Qualls-Corbett writes, "but ... it can never be fully integrated into consciousness. We cannot enter the realm of the gods or identify with their power; that leads to insanity, to the overwhelming of the human ego." On the psychological level, just as on the level of ritual, the sacred prostitute works as the goddess's mediatrix. She brings the ecstatic, liberating qualities of the goddess into the material world, where we can integrate them into life.
For women, she provides a role model, an image of one initiated into mysteries, who has achieved connection with the goddess of love. Qualls-Corbett calls this achievement analogous to the process whereby a woman frees herself from identification with the role of the father's daughter. Afterward, Qualls-Corbett writes, "the woman is no longer bound by the collective conscious attitude of the 'old king' father principle." One feels a certain presence in such a woman's company, Qualls-Corbett writes, "a combination of joy and wisdom. She is 'one-in-herself,' free of the confines of convention; she lives life as she chooses."
For men, the archetype of the sacred prostitute provides a channel through which sexuality can be positively integrated into life. Through her, sex is offered to the Goddess; all that frightening, obsessive, testosterone-driven instinct can be directed toward the divine female, who can take it, and who can transform it. As Sallie Tisdale writes in Talk Dirty to Me, the work of the sacred prostitute "has the potential to tease the true anxiety men feel about women, the anxiety they hide in brutality or simply bravado, tease it up to the surface to be transformed into something else -- desire, affection, rest, wonder." Once safe, sexuality can become the art of love.
The sacred prostitute can be seen also as an aspect of a man's anima, the internal feminine, muse and avatar of spirituality and gentle eroticism. To connect with her energy modifies a man's image, of himself as well as of women. The sacred prostitute within brings a man joy, laughter, beauty and an openness to love and sexuality and connects him also to creative impulses on all levels, pouring across boundaries to rejuvenate all of life.
The archetype of the sacred prostitute hasn't disappeared from the world of men; Qualls-Corbett writes she occurs frequently in her patients' dreams. But it's also clear she's far from top dog among Western society's archetypes. Power, wealth and technology are what drive the world today; that's what you'll find on the front page. Even pagans have qualms about worshipping the goddess of love: What would the neighbors think? What would my mother think -- Levana wonders -- if I reported to her the antics of the Beltaine Aphrodite shrine? I would be lying if I said I didn't care.
Yet the sacred prostitute is powerfully attractive as an archetype. The dancer in the temple, she who smiles; golden-limbed, smelling of honey, generous with sexual pleasure shot through with spiritual ecstasy: Who can deny her appeal? She holds us in her arms, takes us through dark places into light; she leads us out of ourselves, into better, stronger versions of who we could be.
Where is she in the world today? We're not the only ones looking for her. Annie Sprinkle, whose work includes the luminous video "Sluts and Goddesses," and Carole Leigh, a.k.a. the Scarlot Harlot, interviewed in this issue, spring quickly to mind. Despite, or perhaps in reaction to, the offensive of the anti-pornographers of the Christian Right and the sex-negative feminist wing, writers such as Pat Califia, Carol Queen, Susie Bright and Sallie Tisdale have entered the hierodule's territory. Still, you can't walk down to the corner with the price in your hand, as you could in
You can find mundane prostitutes, though. The streetwalker and call girl, and their more legal sex-industry sisters the exotic dancer and the sexual masseuse, are the most numerous now of Inanna's children. To pretend their jobs, especially that of the street hooker, are universally pretty and fun would be a bad joke. Their work seems fraught with dangers: Porn stars get AIDS; prostitutes, especially those with pimps, get strung out on drugs. Conversely, addicts on the street often wind up hooking; few not alienated or desperate choose street prostitution as a livelihood, since in our society it's considered one of the lowest forms of down and out. Prostitution, especially on the street, can also be violent.
Is such danger and degradation necessarily the case? No. We see from earlier civilizations that prostitution can be considered an art, that the position of the whore can be raised as high or higher than that of the matron. Assuming the acts of sex haven't changed since ancient
"Doing sex work is damaging," people say. "Giving all those blowjobs is damaging, it's degrading," mimics Samantha Miller, head of the prostitute's union COYOTE (for Call Off Your Old Tired Ethics), in Tisdale's book. "I think society's attitude toward blowjobs is what's degrading. Not the actual act."
Even in our society, the debased face of prostitution is not the only one, or even the most prevalent one. "That really down-and-out, do-anything-for money kind is about five percent" of
Working prostitutes acknowledge whoring can be a healing, generous art. Tisdale quotes prostitute Jackie Daniels: "I have people I've been seeing for years.... It's very much like a therapist-patient or doctor-patient relationship. We will probably always need doctors, we will always need counselors, therapists, psychic healers and advisers in the same way that we will always need prostitutes. These are sex experts, sexual healers."
"When these people (customers) come to you, they're coming to you not only for sexual release -- which is often the easiest part -- but with emotional needs as well," Tisdale quotes another prostitute, Alex. "Some are lonely. It's almost as though they want a mommy for half an hour. It's weird because often I'm half their age, and here they are like little babies suckling at my breast, getting nurtured ... Men come to me who are just dying to be touched. Paying any kind of attention to their body is so nice." Tisdale compares the role of the prostitute to that of the nurse.
Even in this society, prostitutes feel the minstry of the sacred whore. "I really believe there are some people who truly, truly love the work, a hundred percent of the time, and there's nothing they'd rather do," Alex says. "And then there's some people like me -- sometimes I like it, sometimes I don't ... Sometimes I love it and I have a great time and feel like I've done something nice for another. I've been paid well for it and there's respect on both sides. Sometimes it's like the best kind of work I've ever done."
Part of reacknowledging the sacred whore is redeeming the office of the mundane prostitute, acknowledging the important work she does for us all. But can we truly bring back the sacred whore? Can we call her up out of myth, past the veils of past time that obscure 2000 years? What would she do for us?
It's worth trying, because we need her. We need her partly to reduce our high-tech stress. In cultures that practiced occasional ritual prostitution either as an initiation, as in
We need the sacred prostitute on a psychological level as well. She is the guardian spirit of a certain kind of passion, a passion we need to balance the dark engines of power that run rampant in our world. We need her depth; as Qualls-Corbett writes, "Paper hearts and baby cupids hardly suffice; they are symbols of a sentimental romanticism which merely fulfills ego desires." The sacred prostitute holds between her thighs a source of vital energy, as Qualls-Corbett writes:
As older images (such as the sacred prostitute), ... symbolizing the communion of sexuality and spirituality, become inaccessible to our conscious understanding, so a source of vital energy escapes us ... Jung writes that the loss of an archetype "gives rise to that frightful discontent in our culture." Without the vital feminine to balance the collective patriarchal principle, there is a certain barrenness to life. Creativity and personal development are stifled.
In individual psychological work, once the image of the sacred whore was made conscious in patients' lives, Qualls-Corbett found a noticeable change in attitude. Though fears came up, and relationships altered, patients' rigid attachment to collective attitudes loosened, and they gained greater creativity in their approach to life problems, finding new solutions. A sense of humor, previously buried, often came to the fore. A new erotic, exhilarating dimension appeared. Our society as a whole could use to loosen up so. The sacred prostitute is part of our heritage as humans, long buried now; if we resurrected her, she could open for us a new path forward, a new choice springing green in a barren landscape, a way of reconnecting with our bodies, our sexuality, our creativity, and with ecstasy, a way we too could be reborn.
How many miles to Babylon ?
Fourscore miles and ten.
Can I get there by candlelight?
Yes, and back again.
(Nursery rhyme)
Let's hope so.Fourscore miles and ten.
Can I get there by candlelight?
Yes, and back again.
(Nursery rhyme)
DIANA ROSE HARTMANN
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I am THE High Priestess Monarch of the ancient past and I forgive you for becoming enslaved and taken over by the machines of the alien reptile force that invaded and took over Earth 8000 years ago. They taught you to hate me and my kind and you believed them. They told you I and my kind were dictators and that you were slaves, when all we had done was love you, honour you as companions and above all, we had let you just live. We were the holy communers, the ones who gave birth to human beings, the leaders of society, the creators of society, the vehicles of Divinity on Earth and the channels of wisdom. The ones who looked after everything and the ones who built everything and ran everything, because we could. And because we loved it. We are and were the force of creation. And you loved us and you lived. But they told you that you ‘deserved’ power too and that we were the ones standing in your way. And you believed them. The oldest ‘divide and rule’ strategy of hate in history and it worked. They used it and you bought it, hook, line and sinker. You had to give up sex, love, magic and your own spiritual gifts and you burnt, destroyed and violated me for 8000 years. The world calls that male supremacy. And indeed, family supremacy, Matriarchal supremacy and supremacy of the material world and all who believe in it. Men and women like you. When all that you are are slaves to a reptile force to generate hate energy for them to live and thrive and vampire the human race. The puppets of a hate force, that chose to destroy women and men like me, for hate to grow, so they could live. You bought it and it worked. The greatest fraud in the history of the world. I am THE High Priestess Monarch of the ancient past and I forgive you for becoming enslaved and taken over by the machines of the alien reptile force that invaded and took over Earth 8000 years ago. They taught you to hate me and my kind and you believed them. They taught you that my mind was evil. My mind, my sex, my body and my ways of life. The humanity, the glory of sexuality and the glory of creation and creativity and the glory of Divinity in each and every one of us. Our souls. They taught you that human beings are separate from Divinity, that sex was wrong and that women who have minds of their own are uppity slaves. They vilified us but much much worse than that, they destroyed your relationship with all that is unseen, all that we honour and love. They taught you to hate what is really God. By teaching you to hate us, you hated all that is good in yourselves. They taught you to hate the light. They taught you to kill us. The daughters of The Universe. The High Priestesses of God. The Spiritual Mothers. The Sacred Whore High Priestess Avatars of The Universe. The Sacred Army of Love on Earth. The Shamans, the Mystics and the Communers. They called me Eve and blamed me for the downfall of the human race and created the awesome profanity that is religion. Of men, by men and from men. Of reptiles, by reptiles and from reptiles. Christianity, Islam and Judaism and every other philosophy around the world was poisoned. There are no female spiritual leaders left. It is all profanity. They chose you to represent them because they wanted to divide us and they did. They told you to hate me. And you believed them. Now I am back and I forgive you. I forgive you because I can. Because I came here to save your soul. And because I finally know who I am. I am THE High Priestess Monarch of the ancient past. I came here to return your soul to The Source. God, The Mother, The Universe. To return you to what is really God. Because I love you. And because She loves you and your kind, whatever you have done. Whatever you have done to me and whatever you have done to Her. And most of all, whatever you have done to yourself. We forgive you. This is your redemption. Your freedom and your ascension. We are here to save your soul.
Amera Ziganii Rao © 2012
You bought the Sacred Whore like a piece of meat and you called that a wife. Your trophy wives. Your dancing girls. Your chattel and serving girls. Your piece of beauty. You bought us like you would cattle. Then you called it wives. Now you call it prostitution. The High Priestesses of the real God. You bought us to buy God, The Mother, The Universe and you caged us, separated us from our Divine gifts and skills in the Temple and drove us mad and then lost interest in us, because we had no gifts left, no excitement, no hunter in ourselves and no hope or joy left. Then you just called us mad and discarded us. You called us evil and you call love obedience, even though it had already killed us. You moved into our Temples and you played with the divination tools and thought you communed. The destruction of Atlantis was your gift. You stole us from God, The Mother, The Universe and you tried to usurp us. You vilified us, enslaved us and you still envy us today. You call it intuition. You might want to think about this when you hate us out of your jealousy. The mystic gene means physical tortuous pain and taking on the empathy of the human race. All their pains, evils and dark thoughts. We see and feel everything. We make crucial sacrifices to be near Spirit and the unseen and we go without for years. To be shaman is not glamour. I make it glamour. To be shaman is a specific Samurai existence, ascetic and harsh. We commune to be guides. And you take that and you shame yourselves because you just want the meat. You didn’t just want the meat. You wanted our beauty of spirit, our personalities and our love and kindness. And you destroyed them, because you caged us and called us wife.
Amera Ziganii Rao © 2012
The High Priestess Sacred Whores, the High Priests and the true protectors. Those who do not have the gift like either the High Priests or especially like the highest of all, the High Priestess Sacred Whores but who honour, protect and facilitate them to the world. Who honour the Shaman Sacred Whores of this world most of all, and who know who they are and who they are not. Who know the difference, who do not envy and who protect and love the representatives of Spirit, GOD, THE MOTHER, THE UNIVERSE, on Earth. Who honour their wisdom and who honour the latent Shaman in themselves too and who honour the communing ability of the High Priestess Sacred Whores. The non violators. Our only friends. The New Society exists. It is called Enlightenment. It is called Love. It is The Holy Grail.
Amera Ziganii Rao © 2012
The master race. It's all a lie. You are brought up to be a despot king and it is only your sister who ever tells you that you have become a pratt. The master race is all a lie. There are no kings in an equal world. Your father was misinformed. What he brought you up to be was a killer. Pure and simple. A misogynist. A modern misogynist. A polite killer.
Amera Ziganii Rao © 2011
I enter the magical hours of pure feeling, pure thought, pure imagination and I think and I write and I 'mysticise' the Universe. I escape at will, the truth of my humanless, Samurai solitude, and I pursue the truth of love in myself and in everyone else. I am philosopher. I am shaman. I am alone. I frontier the Soul to be spirit on Earth.
Amera Ziganii Rao © 2011
Amera Ziganii Rao is a former hard news journalist who is now turning professional with her art forms and indeed, her healing forms, after a long journey of inner searching, self teaching and exploring many layers and areas of both craft and wisdom. She is now working on her first book of philosophy and esoteric thought, and social, cultural and spiritual commentary. She is also showing her first photography collections. And last but most definitely not least, she is building a business to share her Sacred Whore High Priestess Society consciousness and empowering explorations to reach as many people as possible across the world. She is in her forties and lives in London.
Amera Ziganii Rao © 2011
In the meantime, please enjoy this website. I have included many of the subjects I am covering, areas of experience and insight that I will be exploring to the fullest in my book, the courses and all the other work that is to come as a dramatist, novelist and essayist. I also of course, include many of the wise people on this planet, who have come long before me; authors, screen dramatists, playwrights, film makers, artists, and other enlighteners and grand carriers of the wisdom I have found the most helpful on my journey, to find peace and become enlightened. The seemingly impossible journey, in the face of oneself and one’s circumstances. People who have contributed massively to my healing on this mad journey called life, in this insane existence called The Universe. People who have helped to make me as good a carrier of wisdom as I in turn, can be. Thank you.
Amera Ziganii Rao © 2011
Copyright and intellectual property rights are serious issues. And legally protected. Please do not reproduce my work anywhere without due credit and obviously, never for financial gain. 'Big Sister' is watching you! Other than that, please continue to enjoy my original work and the work of (credited) others, for free, while I work on using my material in further professional formats. Thank you for your interest and support.
Amera Ziganii Rao © 2012