For years, I had this word on my to-do list. I even ended up writing it in my diary, thinking that one day, I would make it a priority. Then I postponed, because I had many other “important” things to do. But I did not erase it. Then this morning, this word once again appeared in my agenda. I looked at it for a moment while meditating and decided to take care of it right away. I completed today a form of apostasy.
In my opinion, spirituality is like sexuality: it's personal. On the other hand, in the case of apostasy, there is no question of spirituality. It is rather a gesture of enfranchisement with regard to an immeasurable domination over humanity. I take the time to make my gesture public, since the books that I publish are public too and in Words of Peace in Native Land, among other topics, we talk about the terrible consequences that religion has had on the native peoples.
How could I behave with integrity and coherence if I speak about victims (native peoples, women, children) in my books while remaining connected to the aggressor that I denounce?
I therefore publicly renounce this organization, which has burned thousands of women for so-called witchcraft while they were the most valuable resources in the community. I also renounce staying connected to such a wealthy organization that sends missionaries all over the Earth to look after hungry children in miserable conditions while the Vatican is one of the most fortunate places in the world. I renounce remaining associated with men who reject the presence of women in their catholicity while they come themselves from the womb of their own mother, the most important woman in their lives. I refuse to encourage one of the most lethal religious organizations that Earth has suffered because of the countless wars it has caused. I refuse to turn a blind eye to all the aboriginal children around the world who have been torn from their families, their culture, their language, their land, their nation, even losing their names along the way, even if governments are doing public apologies and commemorative plaques while these peoples are struggling to find their essence that was flouted without mercy. And I categorically refrain from ignoring the Vatican omerta, allowing countless pedophile priests to remain free despite the degrading and destructive gestures they have made, which are the obvious consequence of accepting to repress their sexuality and which also drove them to sexualy abuse nuns for decades.CHILD OF THE CONJUGAL DUTYIt is in this context that I was born. And if I had to express a certain discomfort regarding the gesture that I posted today, it is with respect to the people of my family that I will disappoint. Especially one of my sisters who unconditionally helped me when I could not feed my children and pay the rent. She helped me without hesitation. By pure Cristian charity... And I'm sad, because I know I'll disappoint her. But I will not back down. However, I want to clarify the perception we might have of charity versus Christianity. I recognize that many good people populate churches. But do they really know where they are and what they do? And if we showed them the film of the History of Religion that they follow as lambs of God, I am sure that none of them would have the strength to look at it.Unfortunately, I am perfectly aware that I am attracting the lightning of people I love. But I never obeyed. It is not today that I will begin to do so. I act when I feel that in the depths of my being my gesture makes sense. And for me, today, adhering to religion has absolutely no sense. Worse still might be: two three whistles in the air, the look elsewhere... I could live my life as if nothing had happened. This is called ease. No way ... I fully assume my gesture, at the risk of raising a storm.Nor do I reject the ideology that says, "Love one another as I have loved you," read in so-called sacred books. The problem is that I was never able to see this love when I searched the tracks that the Church left on the humans she trampled, especially the women it forced to give birth each year, at the risk of their health, and without pleasure, because to enjoy was sin... but not for men. And moreover it forced them to give their child in adoption as they were not married.MY CHILDREN ARE BAPTIZED I prayed on my knees as my mother taught me. I recited my rosary, my "Hail Mary" and my "Our Father" with devotion and hope for a better life. This is the only time my mother approved me. Before that time and after, I always felt that I disappointed her and that my soul would be damned if I resisted this dogma under which she tried to shelter me, as a mother who wants to protect her daughter, while I felt imprisoned. I complied, my mother approved me; I opposed it, my mother rejected me. The calculation was not hard to count ... It was in this context that I got married and that my children were baptized, making me a good mother in the eyes of my own mother.Today, I announced to my children my gesture and I offered them to make their apostasy too. I will not divulge their decision here as it belongs to them to share their position about it. However, I affirm that I am firmly resolved to repair all the consequences that my own involvement in this organization has caused.THE WOMEN’S NATION IS RISING
In the end, I return to my origins and reappropriate my woman territory. Above all, I recognize the feminine identity of the Creation by giving thanks to Sky Woman for her Spirit, to Grandmother Moon, the beating heart of our Mother Earth, for our blood, and to the Earth that feeds us and provides us a body to live our lives.The Women’s Nation is rising today in my womb and in my community. I will support it with love and pride, and with all my strength as a proud Life Giver who finally came back home after a long and hard journey that lasted thousands of years. Skennen Kowa (Great Peace in Kanienka'ha'ka - Mohawk)For those who want to do apostasy (Québec), click HERE Great Peace OrganizationTekanii Teiohate - Wampum à Deux Voies - Two Row Wampum - Reconstitution of the two hemispheres, the Condor and the Eagle Woman's Solidarity / Solidarité de femme, Montréal Canada
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