Sometimes the body begins to speak before the mind has time to understand. This morning I suddenly saw it clearly: I have lost weight. I got out my dusty weight thing and yep... 10 pounds less. In fact I am the same weight right now when I was 25... I bet if I get my wedding dress out - I will fit into it. I lost weight not through forcing myself, not through punishing diets or exhausting workouts. Since the fall of 2025, after my last healing therapy, nearly ten pounds have simply gone. And the most striking part? I did nothing special to make it happen. I simply began to allow my body to be.  To eat when I am hungry. To eat what I truly want. To move from a living impulse rather than from pressure and obligation. And the body responded. I see my cellulite dissolving. My skin has become noticeably more firm and alive. My vision is changing too... But the most important shift did not happen on the outside. Inside, I began to feel myself as truly desirable, alive, and beautiful. And it is not an idea anymore, not a hope, not an affirmation. This is an inner fact. And my body, like a mirror, began to reflect that state.

And it is precisely at this point that an ancient theme has come alive for me again — the theme of the female body as a temple, the theme of the goddess, the theme of a force the ancients knew far more physically than we are usually willing to admit today. Now, this information will be "a lot", especially for a very religious groups of people. This information will be "too much" for the majority of you... This blog is for myself really and for those who are willing to hear... First part is some history really, but you need to know it... to see the meaning behind the second part. I can't fully describe what I "know" inside... what things are almost being "downloaded" into me... but I will try my best!  

You know that before organized religious, people had 2 equal creators - God and Goddess. Naturally - father and mother. Like you needed to have a male and female having sex to create another human being - YOU! So, why do you think it's any different in the spiritual world? After all - isn't it what Genesis say?

Then God said, “Let Us make man in Our image, according to Our likeness; let them have dominion over the fish of the sea, over the birds of the air, and over the cattle, over all the earth and over every creeping thing that creeps on the earth.”  So God created man in His own image; in the image of God He created him; male and female He created them. Then God blessed them, and God said to them, “Be fruitful and multiply; fill the earth and subdue it; have dominion over the fish of the sea, over the birds of the air, and over every living thing that moves on the earth.”

God "blessed" them? With his sperm? Probably! but my blog about something else! Let's go back into those myths and pre-religious world? 

We are used to separating goddesses by culture, as if they were different beings: Isis in Egypt, Inanna and Ishtar in Mesopotamia, Astarte among the Semitic peoples, Aphrodite in the Greek world. But archetypally, this is one and the same pattern, one and the same force, speaking in different languages and wearing different masks. It is the archetype of the goddess of fertility, love, and nature (the mother of all living things), one who loves not as a personality choosing an object, but as the very principle of life poured into everything.

In Mesopotamia this name sounds as Inanna, Ishtar, Astarte. There the goddess reveals herself primarily as lunar. Ishtar is the daughter of the moon god Sin. There is a beautiful archetypal precision in this: the moon has always been linked to female cycles, to the tides of the body, to the shifting of inner states. The symbol of Sin strikingly echoes the symbol of the women’s house, and such resonances in ancient systems are rarely accidental. Symbols outlive cultures. They pass through centuries as imprints of forces humanity once felt in the body long before it tried to explain them with the mind. And THIS is how you wink at the Simulation! 

Over time, the cult of Sin recedes and his daughter, Ishtar, moves to the center. Around her unfolds the ancient myth of the dying and returning divine son. Ishtar has a beloved, and in some tellings, a son, Tammuz. He dies, and the goddess mourns him. Because she is linked not only to the moon but to nature itself, her grief is reflected in the world: life contracts, the earth empties, the cycle enters its dark phase. To grasp the depth of this motif, it is important to remember that in ancient consciousness the moon and the earth were often perceived as one principle expressed on different levels. Egypt offers a vivid parallel. Osiris is simultaneously connected to the moon and to the fertility of the earth. Isis, his consort, also carries a lunar aspect. Both Isis and Inanna were called “green and silver”: green as the force of vegetation and grain, silver as the light of the moon. Against this, Hathor appears as the golden, solar goddess. Tammuz, like many dying gods of antiquity, passes annually through death and return. When Ishtar mourns him, life itself seems to withdraw with her. Here we encounter what today is called the Wheel of the Year: for something new to sprout, the old must pass through death. The cycle cannot be bypassed. It can only be lived.

In this myth there is a moment that often disturbs the modern mind: the divine son is also the beloved of the goddess. But in the world of archetypes there is no rigid human geometry of roles. One principle flows into another. If the goddess is the mother of all life, if she is the Great Ma who created this world, then within that unity she can also be a sister, a daughter, the lover - it is the same life force! 

Over centuries the myths accumulate layers. Osiris, for example, gradually absorbs multiple functions: lunar, solar, chthonic, royal. In the earliest strata he is closer to the lunar-earth principle of fertility. In later versions, after his resurrection, he acquires a solar tone. Yet the structure remains unchanged: descent into darkness, presence in the other realm, and return.

Egyptian tradition carefully distinguished levels of the afterlife. After resurrection, Osiris becomes the ruler of the realm of waiting, where souls undergo judgment — a transitional space, a purgatory. Set, his brother associated with destruction, governs the heavier underworld layer - our modern Hell. This distinction matters: ancient mythologies were far more precise than their later simplified retellings. The order of this World is still the same... the story has been changed! You will see if you read further down... 

In many mysteries, new birth required sacrifice. Horus offers his eye so that his father may be restored. Sacred bulls were sacrificed as lunar symbols. Later, in Christianity, a parallel archetype appears: Christ as the son of the Mother passes through crucifixion. This is the universal language of transformation through surrender. It is our hint for ourselves - we all walk through our own Golgotha towards to the Source... When you do follow your path, you WILL sacrificed something so dear to your heart... Will you? are you ready? 

The solar principle was associated with Logos: the masculine current of direction and will. The lunar with the feminine: cyclicality, intuition, bodily sensitivity. The moon changes its face, it can even appear in daylight like a ghostly breath, disappears and returns. The female body lives in this rhythm. Hence the ancient red tents and women’s houses... spaces where women lived their cycles and received initiation among other women.

And here we approach the most complex theme.. the sacred virgin or the sacred prostitute? 

In the ancient understanding, a virgin was NOT simply a woman without sexual experience. The virgin was the magna dea, the one whose heart was not sold to fear or calculation, the one who belonged wholly to the divine. It is a term used to identify a major female deity in Roman religion, often denoting a supreme, powerful goddess, such as Cybele (referred to as Magna Mater or "Great Mother"), Juno, or Minerva. 

There is another path the ancient world understood... and it is often forgotten in modern conversations about the feminine. Alongside the temple priestess existed the woman who chose complete consecration...  the one who belonged not to any man, but entirely to the Divine. In later traditions we see her as the nun, the bride of Christ, the woman who seals her body and heart in a single vertical devotion. We call her "nun" today. 

At first glance, these two paths seem opposite. The priestess opens.  The consecrated virgin withdraws. But at the archetypal level, both are born from the same root: a woman whose loyalty is not governed by fear, social pressure, or survival strategy, but by an inner knowing that her life belongs to something greater than personal security.

The difference is not in purity. The difference is in direction of current. One woman embodies the horizontal current of Eros: life moving through relationship, through polarity, through the  meeting of masculine and feminine forces. The other embodies the vertical current: life rising directly toward the Divine without passing through human union. Both, in their original sacred form, were understood as expressions of the same feminine sovereignty. 

To truly feel the difference, however, we must look more deeply at the archetype of the mermaid, because distortion often reveals the original line most clearly.  The mermaid is not merely a creature of fairy tales. It is a state of the feminine psyche in which living power becomes separated from the heart. On the surface she may be dazzlingly magnetic. She carries fluidity, sexuality, allure, an almost hypnotic wave. She feels how the masculine field responds to her and knows how to use it! But inside the mermaid there is cold...

She is not s evil...  Her connection to the deeper source of love has been disrupted. Her impulse no longer moves toward life... it serves survival, fear, calculation. The man in her field ceases to be a living being with a divine spark. He becomes a function. A resource. A confirmation of worth. The mermaid may speak of love. She may even believe she feels it. But her movement lacks the warm, dangerous, living unpredictability of Eros... Yes, yes! that primordial impulse! Murmaid knows the strategy there: there is control, there is tension around holding and securing... Those guarantees! "gotcha! now you owe me!"  This is why, in ancient myths, the mermaid always pulls downward. She does not lift life, she preserves it in fear. She drains the divine male spark from its power source... She creates obligations. She creates jelousy... Because Murmaid is fighting for resources. How many of you are there? And if you are a man reading this - how many Murmaids do you have in your life? 

A completely different frequency belongs to the priestess of Ishtar. The sacred priestess is not about a body given out of need. It is about a woman who feels the current of life so deeply that she can no longer betray her inner impulse. See the difference? Not yet? ok then... 

In the ancient temples this was understood physically. Greatest men (Kings, Pharaohs, Priests etc.) did not come only for release or closeness. They came to restore vitality. Because through the woman’s body, through her capacity to feel, open, and transmit so much energy, the current of life itself was believed to move. And here lies the most subtle point of the entire tradition. The moment of choice.... ah! this moment of choice WITHOUT a choice... that Golgotha... When you know you are going to die and you surrender to it...  The moment when a woman suddenly knows: toward this man — I move. Not because he is convenient not that he is advantageous. Not because it is socially correct.... Not because he makes a lot of money or has some special status... She floows...  because within her rises a quiet, unmistakably bodily impulse. Answer "yes"... In the ancient language, one would say: in that moment, God speaks with the woman... like that Angel came to Mary and notified her about Christ's birth and she said "yes"... no questions asked. 

It is not a voice in the head, it is a movement of life in the body... 

For the ego, this is a frightening moment!!! You are giving yourself to a stranger? You are giving yourself to who? for what? It offers no guarantees of safety. No promise of stability. It does not fit social mathematics. It may not even give you a child!  It is a Golgotha moment... 

Because in following this impulse, the woman agrees to release control over the outcome. She agrees to feel! To move into the living unknown... to surrender to God's impulse that she is feeling... YES! Woman is the one through whom life enters the world. Man does not carry and birth life in the same way. Within her body is the primordial capacity to conduct creative force. The sacred priestess or the sacred prostitute is the woman who, in the moment of choice, does not betray this impulse...  She may be afraid. She may tremble. She may fully understand the risk. But she feels, and she moves. And in that movement she is not surrendering to a man as a personality. Through him she meets the current of life itself, the principle of Eros, the force the ancients recognized as divine. God is talking to her at this moment. Have you known that Mary Magdalene was that Highest Priestess? Who initiated Jesus? 

Over time, these practices were distorted and demonized. During major religious shifts, the ancient goddesses began to be framed as dangerous. Uncontrolled and independent feminine power like this became threatening to systems built on predictability and control. 

Thus Inanna gradually transformed, in later interpretations, into the image of the “Babylonian harlot,” rather than the great mother who generates life itself. And for centuries it became increasingly difficult for women to remain in direct relationship with their own primal force and power. 

And yet the archetypes have never disappeared.

They continue to breathe through the body. Through cycles. Through impulse. Through that quiet inner point where a woman suddenly begins to feel alive, desirable, and real again...  and the body answers her in return...