This restores Mary to her proper scale. Not meek decoration, but holy fire in motion. Birthing didn’t end in the stable. It became flight, courage, naming, staying alive. Naming the holy isn’t flattery. It’s survival. And when women name what they’ve carried, the patriarchy loses its favorite eraser.
This restores Mary to her proper scale. Not meek decoration, but holy fire in motion. Birthing didn’t end in the stable. It became flight, courage, naming, staying alive. Naming the holy isn’t flattery. It’s survival. And when women name what they’ve carried, the patriarchy loses its favorite eraser.
Delicious Virgin Monk Boy!! Holy!! Yes 🙌🏻