'My skin is dark and beautiful, like a tent in the desert or like Solomon's curtains.' (Song of Solomon).
It is in her deep darkness that the beauty of Sophia lies. It is a fathomless beauty, the beauty of negation, and the stripping bare of our own souls of the ideas of who we are. It is the raw, Primal energy of knowing beyond knowledge. The place of desolation, not as a ruin is desolate, but as a cup is empty, or a vessel poured out of any and every last drop of preconception. The end of self is the beginning of Wisdom. It is a frightening place, but beautiful to the mind seeking spiritual things.
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Thirty Days with Mary Magdalene
SpiritualThirty Days with Mary is a month-long series of daily reflections originally published on the Instagram, Facebook, and Twitter pages for this website. Due to the positive social media response to the series, I have decided to include it here on the...
