I actually think she found me. She saw me walking down the hall towards her and knew Shewas Who I Needed. She can teach me. At the end of a long blue hallway sat a young woman all in blue and white robes. She has the majesty in her face worthy of her position at the left hand of God. Supposedly a teenager when blessed with the burden of carrying God’s child (even at five I learned the Bible requires pain for any pleasure, a balance of good and evil always), her face here before me elicits peace, understanding and warmth through the cold stone from which she was molded. Arms outstretched in love, I imagine the Virgin Mary may have even invented the first hug: her hands look so graceful and serene.
While basking in the freedom, the ease with which she seemed to move forward, I noticed she was also stepping on something. Nothing in her expression betrays her purity, yet there she was, plain as clay, stepping on and clearly killing a serpent.
I thought at five years-old.
The snake from the garden. Evil incarnate, right there in front of me, at the moment the life of such evil was squished under the daintiest of slippers worn by the most virtuous of maids. What really got me, though, was her complete disregard of the Knowledge of what she did. Her face revealed nothing of the consequences of her steps towards all that was Good in this world. Clearly Mary’s pure soul trumps and actually destroys all evil in its path without even noticing.
She can’t help it - Mary’s mere presence destroys the evil in our world.
I was hooked.
tumblrbot asked: WHERE WOULD YOU MOST LIKE TO VISIT ON YOUR PLANET?
Greece and Rome. And Egypt.
They all weigh 150lbs
There is no ‘right’ body type. Weight looks different on different people, and it is ALL OKAY. Don’t compare yourself to other people’s bodies, learn to love the body you’re in NOW and what it can do NOW.
i’m 5’2”, 156 and a smaller size than the first person. body sizes come in all sizes even when the weight is the same
The MYTHistory of ideal femininity
I’m writing a transmedia piece on Fatima & Catholic women’s bodies. It started a bit memoir-like but soon moved away from me into another character’s world.
That, plus refreshing my memory on Fatima caused the themes to go much darker than originally intended.
Did how you were raised or movies you watched affect your body image? Any answers may find themselves in the piece, so let me know if you’d like to stay anonymous.