(Art poem) Uncharted by Sandra Torrez
I wash up on the shores of indigo Neptune boundless, infinite in scope hiding in corral skin amphibian cells float in my currents of blue quarts inside are my Read More …
I wash up on the shores of indigo Neptune boundless, infinite in scope hiding in corral skin amphibian cells float in my currents of blue quarts inside are my Read More …
The Three Holy Maidens Barbara, Margareta and Katharina are by no means the only triads of holy virgins or women who can be found in the popular Catholic belief. We Read More …
[Author’s note: This paper is published in the journal, the Gukhak yeonguronchong 국학연구론총 (Issue 14, December 2014). Here it will appear in five sequels including the response by Dr. Glenys Livingstone.] Magos, Read More …
We’d like to invite Return to Mago readers and contributors to join us in chanting the earth’s twenty-four seasons for nine days beginning from December 21, 2014 till December 29, Read More …
Longest Solstice night Shepherds, kings and angels’ wings herald newborn light Winter Solstice is the darkest time of the year in the northern hemisphere. But no matter where one lives, Read More …
In She Appears! Encounters with Kwan Yin, Goddess of Compassion, Sandy Boucher has compiled a sustaining feast of personal stories and artwork about the beloved Asian Goddess, the Celestial Bodhisattva Read More …
After healing from the initial burnout from this subjective experience and getting my hands on as much knowledge, lore, women’s medicine and women’s power as I could access, and with Read More …
Women lifesavers (including one in a burqini) dance on a beach. Mermaids populate the ocean behind the figures.
She is the Our Lady of the Tree, Rock, Sea and Cave Beloved Mother of Wisdom, You are Black and Beautiful! She is the Madonna of Fire and Water Beloved Read More …
This is the second part of a slightly edited essay by the author published in Goddess Pages in 2008 More on “Creative Potency” The main problem in issues of sex Read More …
One thirteen years old asks: Am I ugly? Since I have no say, no minutiae, I like her post. Hundreds like her post. Imagine her standing between two mirrors, light striking back and forth, thinning her beyond frame, perception, silhouette. Am I ugly? Asks a cloud freshly kneaded from a flood. Am I ugly? Asks a bird. I can see a rat’s tail hanging from its mouth. The left mirror does not exist. It is a shadow of the one on the right. The right mirror is a mirage. It casts the light left over from the beauty’s erring side. Read Meet Mago Contributor Kushal Poddar. We, the co-editors, contributors, and advisers, have Read More …
When I was a little girl I used to look forward to one special day soon after the first candle on the green Advent wreath had been burning. One of Read More …
Magoism, the Way of S/HE is now in its third year; we’ve posted nearly 500 contributions from all over the world, all thought-provoking, all unique. We need your help to continue Read More …