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Inspiriting the academy : weaving stories and practices of living women's spirituality Jordan, Nané Ariadne 2011

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INSPIRITING THE ACADEMY: WEAVING STORIES AND PRACTICES OF LIVING WOMEN’S SPIRITUALITY by NANÉ ARIADNE JORDAN BFA (Photography), University of Ottawa, 1992. MA (Women’s Spirituality), New College of California, 2003. A THESIS SUBMITTED IN PARTIAL FULLFILLMENT OF THE REQUIREMENTS FOR THE DEGREE OF DOCTOR OF PHILOSOPHY in THE FACULTY OF GRADUATE STUDIES (Curriculum and Instruction) THE UNIVERSITY OF BRITISH COLUMBIA (Vancouver) December, 2011  © Nané Ariadne Jordan, 2011  Abstract This doctoral dissertation represents a qualitative inquiry into the lived experiences and practices of seven faculty and student alumni, the author included, within an accredited Women’s Spirituality Master of Arts (WSMA) degree program, located in the San Francisco Bay area. The WSMA is a course of graduate study, originating from the grassroots North American women’s movement, that prepares women for leadership in the pluralistic global culture of the 21st Century. The woman-centred curriculum re-claims women’s history, prehistory, spiritual experience, social contributions and creative expressions by integrating scholarly research, feminist perspectives and analysis, goddesses, activism, ritual, spiritual practices, and the arts. Through individual and collective processes of self-inquiry, healing and transformation, faculty and students contribute to new knowledge and social practices that can holistically address local and global challenges of gender, social and ecological justice. This dissertation artfully illuminates intersections of spirituality and feminism in education that remain little known or understood (Alexander, 2005; Birnbaum, 2005; Fernandes, 2003; Grahn, 1993; Spretnak, 1982). In this way, the study responds to calls made by North American scholars for inspiriting (Aoki, 2005) the academy by attending to the spiritual dimensions of human experience (Abalos, 1998; Huebner, 1999; Tarnas, 2006; Tisdell, 2003). The author posits the WSMA as being an exemplar of innovations of spirituality in higher education. As such, the stories and practices woven into this dissertation document, communicate, and commune-with, WSMA faculty and students’ experiences of self- formation and authorization, search for meaning and understanding, gender, social, and ecological justice work, and the relational embodiment of spirit- and heart- centred learning and renewal. Throughout this text, the author navigates the complexity of her ongoing path as a scholar who claims Women’s Spirituality as a site of learning and research. Stories and practices are woven through the life-based, artistic material metaphor and gesture of “red thread” into themes of “Beginnings,” “Gifts,” and “New Philosophies.” The author engages narrative, auto/biographic, and arts-based research methodologies through life writing and oral history stories, her mixedmedia textiles and performance art practice, and the research persona of the philosophermidwife, drawn from her working background in lay midwifery of being with-woman. She weaves, performs, translates and transmits co-participants’ stories and practices of living Women’s Spirituality, and that of herself, as being the central bodies/body of this research text. ii  Preface Segments of the literature review in “Chapter Three: Conceiving Birth with the Philosopher-Midwife,” and the life writing of “Chapter Seven: Gifts” under the subheading “Nané – Grandmas’ gifts,” are drawn from the essay, “A Poetics of the Placenta: Placental Cosmology as Gift and Sacred Economy.” This essay appears in an anthology that is in-press, edited by Mary Saracino, Mary Beth Moser & Lucia C. Birnbaum, entitled “She is Everywhere! An Anthology of Writing in Womanist/Feminist Spirituality, Vol. 3,” published by iUniverse. Ethics approval for this doctoral study was obtained from the University of British Columbia Behavioural Research Ethics Board as a minimal risk study, under UBC BREB number: H08-01800.  iii  Table of Contents Abstract........................................................................................................................................ii Preface ........................................................................................................................................iii Table of Contents ....................................................................................................................... iv List of Illustrations...................................................................................................................viii Acknowledgements .................................................................................................................... ix Dedication ................................................................................................................................... xi Prelude: Altar-ed Spaces............................................................................................................ 1 Chapter One: Introduction ...................................................................................................... 10 Visions ............................................................................................................................ 10 Reflections with the Literature................................................................................................ 16 Spirituality....................................................................................................................... 16 Women’s Spirituality: Grassroots and goddesses........................................................... 17 Women’s Spirituality in the academy............................................................................. 21 Spirituality and feminism: Missing links in an education .............................................. 24 Transformative, holistic, restorative learning: Spirituality in education ........................ 27 Chapter Two: Methodological Reflections with the Literature ........................................... 32 Feminist qualitative research .......................................................................................... 32 Autobiography and the narrative turn: Life writing and métissage ................................ 33 Sacred story threads ........................................................................................................ 37 Dreaming women writing ............................................................................................... 39 Writing my-self............................................................................................................... 41 Art and communion ........................................................................................................ 42 Summary of methodological reflections......................................................................... 44 Chapter Three: Conceiving Birth with the Philosopher-Midwife........................................ 46 The facts of birth............................................................................................................. 53 Chapter Four: Study Design and Weavings........................................................................... 57 San Francisco calling ...................................................................................................... 57 Storied interviews ........................................................................................................... 59 Practices .......................................................................................................................... 60 Storied weavings............................................................................................................. 62 iv  Chapter Five: Introductions of Co-participants .................................................................... 66 WSMA Faculty ........................................................................................................................ 67 Dianne ............................................................................................................................. 67 Judy ................................................................................................................................. 69 Vicki................................................................................................................................ 70 WSMA Student Alumni............................................................................................................ 74 Aikya............................................................................................................................... 76 Anya................................................................................................................................ 78 MamaCoAtl..................................................................................................................... 80 Red thread ....................................................................................................................... 82 Red thread in the forest ................................................................................................... 86 Red thread in the forest: Unwinding the red thread ....................................................... 90 Chapter Six: Beginnings........................................................................................................... 91 Red Thread 1: Beginnings ...................................................................................................... 91 Nané – Beginnings .......................................................................................................... 91 Program learning outcome # 1........................................................................................ 96 Aikya – Innocent of the whole feminist thing ................................................................. 96 MamaCoAtl – Aiming to find the truth ........................................................................... 98 Vicki – A big black widow spider ................................................................................. 100 Red thread in the forest: Into the forest ........................................................................ 103 Practice with Anya: Music for metaformia................................................................... 104 Red Thread 2: Beginnings continued.................................................................................... 110 Nané – Home birth in the academy............................................................................... 110 Program learning outcome # 2...................................................................................... 112 Judy – What would it mean if the world loved women? ............................................... 112 Anya – The importance of my spirit ............................................................................. 115 Dianne – Another place to stand................................................................................... 117 Red thread in the forest: The mirror ............................................................................. 119 Practice with Aikya: Visioning for Women’s Spirituality............................................ 120 Chapter Seven: Gifts............................................................................................................... 125 Red Thread 3: Gifts............................................................................................................... 125 Nané – Mother calling .................................................................................................. 125 v  Program learning outcome # 3...................................................................................... 129 Anya – Life giving you your path ................................................................................. 129 Dianne – Stand in these methodologies ........................................................................ 131 Aikya – She knew every plant....................................................................................... 134 Red thread in the forest: The red thread mantle ........................................................... 138 Practice with Vicki: Dakini mandala ............................................................................ 139 Red Thread 4: Gifts continued.............................................................................................. 155 Nané – Grandmas’ gifts ................................................................................................ 155 Program learning outcome # 4...................................................................................... 159 Vicki – It’s such an integration .................................................................................... 159 MamaCoAtl – The original blueprint of the human soul ............................................. 161 Judy – Ritual has my attention...................................................................................... 164 Red thread in the forest: The cedar tree, the ferns........................................................ 168 Practice with Dianne and Judy: Goddess puja.............................................................. 169 Chapter Eight: New Philosophies.......................................................................................... 175 Red Thread 5: New Philosophies.......................................................................................... 175 Nané – Dreaming birth ................................................................................................. 175 Program learning outcome # 5...................................................................................... 177 MamaCoAtl – You are a piece of time.......................................................................... 177 Aikya – How the goddess came to me .......................................................................... 180 Judy – A life of creative inquiry.................................................................................... 182 Red thread in the forest: Getting lost............................................................................ 186 Nané – The library of being .......................................................................................... 187 Red Thread 6: New Philosophies continued......................................................................... 189 Nané – The philosopher-midwife herself ...................................................................... 189 Program learning outcome # 6...................................................................................... 193 Dianne – Be in a place of unknowing ........................................................................... 193 Vicki – I worship the energy......................................................................................... 196 Anya – That lightening did something.......................................................................... 199 Red thread in the forest: Re-finding the red thread ...................................................... 202 Practice with MamaCoAtl: Limpias ............................................................................. 204 Red thread in the forest: Back at the mirror ................................................................. 210 vi  After-words.............................................................................................................................. 212 Bibliography ............................................................................................................................ 214 Appendix A: New College of California WSMA Program Description ................................. 231 Appendix B: Institute for Transpersonal Psychology WSMA Press Release ......................... 232 Appendix C: Women’s Spirituality Master’s Open House ..................................................... 234 
  vii  List of Illustrations 1  The labyrinth at Grace Cathedral – photo ............................................................................ 4  2  Closing doors, New College of California – photo ............................................................. 58  3  Motherpeace Tarot cards (High Priestess & Ace of Wands…Nine of Swords), twig of mugwort from Vicki’s garden, Dianne’s lamp, my Minotaur necklace – photo ................................................................................................. 74  4  Buffalo woman dreams the day – Original artwork by Aikya Param – photo..................... 78  5  Unwinding the red thread – photo montage of video image stills....................................... 90  6  Into the forest – photo montage of video image stills........................................................ 103  7  Making an altar of red—womb bowl, coral beads, woven wool mantle, silver heart, chocolate, goddess necklace, sari cloth, and mirror – photo....................... 109  8  The mirror – photo montage of video image stills ............................................................ 119  9  Under the tree – photo ...................................................................................................... 124  10  The red thread mantle – photo montage of video image stills ......................................... 138  11  Dakini mandala—candles – photo.................................................................................... 154  12  The cedar tree – photo montage of video image stills...................................................... 168  13  Goddess revealed – photo................................................................................................. 174  14  Getting lost – photo montage of video image stills .......................................................... 186  15  Re-finding the red thread – photo montage of video image stills..................................... 203  16  Paz: Justice, unity, peace – photo..................................................................................... 209  17  Back at the mirror – photo montage of video image stills ............................................... 210
  18  I am done with weaving this dream, for now – photo montage of video image stills ........................................................................................................................ 211  viii  Acknowledgements Completing a PhD is all the things I had heard of, and more—exhilarating, intense, agonizing, transformative—a test of passion and commitment to fulfill to my goals of study and research, and how these shape and guide a whole life. I have been fortunate to be well guided and shaped by many others on this path. My gratitude goes out to the women who participated in this study, who graciously and deeply shared of themselves with me and now you, reader of this text. To Dianne Jenett, Judy Grahn, Vicki Noble, Anya De Marie, MamaCoAtl (Silvia Parra) & Aikya Param, I am thankful for having such elders and sisters on this journey. May our lives inspire and conspire in spinning and weaving a more “just, sacred and sustainable” world for all. My thanks goes out to the Women’s Spirituality Master of Arts degree program now located at the Institute of Transpersonal Psychology, its extended faculty and student alumni, for holding such inspirited spaces of inquiry, and further opening your doors throughout the process of this study. I thank my doctoral supervisory committee at the University of British Columbia. Exemplary engaged Education scholars, Dr. Daniel Vokey, Dr. Carl Leggo, and Dr. Karen Meyer, have listened to, dialogued with, cajoled, consoled, pep-talked, believed in, advised, revised and edited me, truly midwifing me as a scholar. Daniel Vokey, as my supervisor and a philosopher of education, has walked the terrain of my research alongside me, navigating its unfolding with such care and thoughtful commitment. My thanks extend to the Social Sciences and Humanities Research Council funded Life Writing research team of the University of British Columbia and the University of Lethbridge, Dr. Erika Hasebe-Ludt, Dr. Carl Leggo and Dr. Cynthia Chambers, with Dr. Anita Sinner, and graduate students Christy Audet, Tasha Diamant, Janet Pletz for enriching my program of work in ways I could not have imagined—a gift of learning, research and collegial support. Erika Hasebe-Ludt has been so present to the spirit of this study, listening with me along the way to its callings. At the University of British Columbia, I send my thanks to the Centre for Cross-Faculty Inquiry in Education, for housing me with an interdisciplinary vision of educational inquiry. I thank the division of Art Education for the artful rapport, and the gratifying teaching opportunities in Textile arts. And I thank UBC for its scholarly learning community and networks, and offers of financial support in Tuition and University Graduate Fellowships that ix  made my doctoral studies possible. For I/you/we/she so loves the academy, and that of our dreams—the call of study, writing, art, and inspirited inquiry. I thank family and friends who have lovingly supported me and the vision of my work, caring for my young family and I throughout this dissertation process. To Ann Jordan, Eric & Faye Jordan—for talking about my “methodology,” Adia & David Chambo, Evan Jordan, Al & Vi Cordoni—who make time for their grandkids, Lyndsay Moffat, Sarah Dakin, Marius Wolfe, Moreka Jolar, Mima Preston, Chwynyn Vaughan, Nora Timmerman, Ayla McIninch and more, wondering with me what it’s all about. My thanks continue towards artful sister scholars of the Women Writing Women collective who inspired me in early days of my PhD work, Luanne Armstrong, Barbara Bickel, Lynn Fels, Jeannie Stubs, Jennifer Peterson, Alyson Hoy, Annie Smith, Danielle Arsenault, Wendy Nielsen and Valerie Triggs; and to Pamela Richardson, for showing up lately. To the emerging artist collective Gestare, with Barbara Bickel, for sharing so many threads of this journey and giving of self and spirit, and Medwyn McConachy, in gestation. To the women and their families whose births I have attended, from whom I learn all there is to know about life. To midwives everywhere, my mentors and peers, who daily create and hold knowledge of being with-woman. To my own doctors and healers, for their wise council, homeopathic remedies, and hands-on-healing. To the guys at Caffé Calabria on Commercial Drive, in whose good ambiance, and sitting next to murals of the sibyls, Libica and Delphica, I drank numerous decaf lattés during these last months—evoking the courage to keep opening these files. I especially thank my husband and daughters, Chris, Danaan and Shanti. We have stayed this course together—my life, my love. Not least of all, my gratitude extends to the wisdom of She Who (Grahn, 1977) of so many names and places—Ariadne, St. Anne, Artemis, Brigit, Birth, Coatlicue, Demeter & Persephone, Durga Ma, Gaia, Hecate, Inanna, Kali Ma, Lilith, Mary, Mnemsonyme, Mother Earth, Pachamama, Quan Yin, Red Thread, Sophia, Shakti, Sheela-na-gig, Shekinah, Tara, Tonanzin, Vajrayogini, Yemaya, and on and on… I am not alone in this work, I cannot do this work alone. I am not alone in this work, I cannot do this work alone. I am not alone in this work, I cannot do this work alone.  x  For Grandma, Diana (Lane) Jordan January 10, 1921 – July 28, 2010 Om gate, gate, paragate, parasamgate, bodhi swaha.  
 
  Your love prevails.  xi  Prelude: Altar-ed Spaces Today the Goddess is no longer worshipped. Her shrines are lost in the dust of ages while her statues line the walls of museums.…Forced on by the suffering and unhappiness incurred through disregard of the Eros values, men and women are turning once again towards the Moon Mother, not, however, through a religious cult, but through change in psychological attitude. (Harding, 1935, p. 324) A process, study is also a place. (Pinar, 2006, p. 111)  As I begin to write, I light the centre candle. She is White Buddha Dakini of the Dakini mandala of candles sitting atop a low filing cabinet next to my computer desk. Set-up about my writing room are a variety of altars that bespeak a spectacle of goddesses and imagery of “sacred female power” (Amazzone, 2010). I daily look upon framed icons and pictures, statuettes and home-made dolls, treasures of local nature as rocks and shells, birch tree bark from a family home in Ontario, bark from the tree growing above the graves of my Irish grandparents in a Toronto cemetery, “Motherpeace” tarot cards (Noble, 1994/1983), spools of red thread in cotton and silk, yarn finger weavings made by my daughters, cedar smudge sticks I make from cedar fronds collected on our family walks in British Columbia, pictures of my daughters at various ages, and a few small bottles of water from different places meaningful to me, including San Francisco. Today, I decide to anoint myself with the San Francisco water. It is the locale of this dissertation inquiry into a Master of Arts degree program in Women’s Spirituality. While some scholars in the Women’s Spirituality field go far and wide from North America to undertake their research, including India, Italy, and Mexico, I make a practice of returning to San Francisco, California. It is enough for me to get there. I follow the great fault-line south from here to there. My journeys were first epitomized in continual border crossings, short-haul plane flights, and 24hour long train trips and bus rides to do my Master of Arts degree in Women’s Spirituality at New College of California, in the Mission district of San Francisco. Only recently did it occur to me that this ongoing journey was a pilgrimage practice. I had this epiphany while sitting in a research presentation given by fellow Women’s Spirituality scholar, Mary Beth Moser, on her topic of the 1  “Black Madonna” in Italy (2009). As I watched Mary Beth weave images of this ancient Mother devotion with her stories of attending ritual processions of the beloved Black Madonna through the streets of an Italian village, I thought of how I would love to research in such places. I felt how romantic and soulful this work is in its ancestral reclamation, woven within study of a living goddess tradition. The gift of this yearning sensation was realizing in a flash that a love of study does draw me to specific places—I go over and over to California itself. This dissertation marks places and spaces of dialogue and unfolding transformation within my own ongoing journeys. If my research inquiry is a practice of pilgrimage, my offering is this text. I work to understand and extend the visions and voices of such inspirited, woman-centred education. I make pilgrimages in order to return home again, revivified by understandings gained through the journeys. I visit and re-visit California, talking, learning and sharing in the ongoing work of colleagues, mentors and friends, nourished by attending Women’s Spirituality rituals and events, hearing of the research, art, activism and artivism of others. I go to California for this specificity of conversations and women’s sacred events and happenings. If pilgrimage means “to partake of a shrine” (Amazzone, 2010, p. 43), the “shrine” I visit is a multifaceted rainbow altar place of various women’s lives, within a beautiful glorious procession of cross-cultural goddesses, Earth-loving wisdom, East-West dialogues, African, Latina, Mestiza and Indigenous spiritual reclaimings and recoveries, enacted within women’s leadership, scholarship, healing and social activism. In dialogue and witness my own life is enriched, blessed, made sense of. Part of the adventure of my MA studies in San Francisco was not only the Women’s Spirituality curriculum, but the fact that I travelled across the border and 800-odd kilometers to go to school there each time, leaving my husband and three-year-old daughter behind. Leaving my family was always a challenge. Nay saying voices circled in my head, what kind of mother was I? But I knew my daughter was fine with her caring, competent dad for the few days I was gone each time. Yet the fact of these short separations remained; I was caught between homesickness for my young family and euphoria at finding myself on monthly trips to a city and graduate studies I adored. The self-lucidity and space that I gained were repeated each time, a “retreat,” as in a ritual seclusion of taking time for inner/outer work. I was momentarily away from the pressures of day-to-day family life, developing myself as a scholar by continuing journeys I had begun long before. I fell into the long hours of riding trains and buses, switching month to month between the 2  two. The bus was cheaper, but the train more comfortable over long hours. I read, wrote in my journal, or daydreamed, watching views of the Cascade Mountains come and go, with snow adorned trees in high passes. I talked with others I met along the way, including the young teacher bringing her students from Seattle to Portland by train, fascinated by my commitment to undertake such travels for an MA, longing to do more studies of her own. I talked with the Amtrak train conductor just before getting off on my final stop in Emeryville, who said we should get the Women’s Spirituality program onto the Oprah show. Throughout all these trips I experienced American life on the road, especially the race and class system at work in a hierarchy of buses to trains to planes, where the poorest folk, often people of colour, take the bus. Many times I sat late at night in some bus station, pondering this American-style system through the veil of my desire to get home again. I knew such inequalities are countered by the work for social change at least some Americans, including the women I was studying with, are living and educating towards. During overnights in San Francisco, I loved to go out and walk, exploring neighbourhoods. I made my way to City Lights Bookstore to browse the Beat poets and others, buying almost everyone in my family a copy of Ginsberg’s “Howl” (1957) for Christmas of the year 2000. I looked up women poets I hadn’t read, including Diane di Prima (1998) whom poet and Women’s Spirituality faculty member Judy Grahn had suggested I read. And one evening, I went with classmates to my first Drag King show. My friends helped me dress up in feminine style to attend the show, a mini-skirt with tall, black-heeled boots—not my usual outfit. I swooned in awe of the Kings’ abilities to cross genders as they sang-their-hearts-out, embodying male rock and pop stars, performing masculine traits in such a piercingly real way. With an undercurrent of social commentary, the Drag Kings’ performances were funny and serious all at once, busting gender taboos as the sacred and profane collided in true ritual theatre. I also began my ritual of walking the labyrinth at Grace Cathedral in San Francisco. A friend doing her WSMA thesis on the topic of labyrinths alerted me to this site while in conversation about my given middle name, “Ariadne.” My mother gave me this name, seeking to connect me early on in life with the magic of Ariadne’s thread. The mythical Greek Ariadne gives a ball of thread to the hero Theseus, her lover, so that he might emerge alive from the maze after meeting the man-eating Minotaur trapped inside. As a child I explored this name in library books, disheartened that Ariadne was later abandoned by Theseus, and left against her will to marry the 3  God Dionysus. On further readings as I grew into adulthood, I found a story within the story I could live with. Ariadne had a greater power, a mystery hidden within patriarchal overlays of more ancient goddess myths (Spretnak, 1978). She represented one of the last Cretan priestesses or Queens of matrilineal social traditions, a sacred Mother-keeper of the land and labyrinth (Mountainwater, 1991), where the labyrinth is understood as sacred architecture of the FemaleFeminine Divine.  Illustration 1: Jordan, Nané. (2009, July). The labyrinth at Grace Cathedral, San Francisco.  The labyrinth is a sacred geometric footpath of birth-life-death inquiry, rooted in the mystery of our human womb-dance of emergence. Not a maze, it is one continuous path that reaches a centre, from which you spiral outwards again. Walking the length of its sacred geometry is a practice newly revived in North America as a contemplative tool to move with your questions, your pain, your love, or to let go and surrender to insight and intuition (Artress, 1996). Thus 4  following the footsteps of my namesake, I visited Grace Cathedral at the end of a long climb up to the top of one of San Francisco’s famously steep hills. There I found that the figure of Mary, who keeps this 13-circuit form of the labyrinth, and Ariadne, have curious spiritual ties to each other across time and space. I experienced an embracing swoon of love as my heart unexpectedly opened to the figure of Mary. I burst into tears of surrender and relief, hearing a comforting wise voice in my head, feeling held by Mother love and compassion in her form. I was not raised within the Christian tradition, and I carry a feminist view of Mary as being the subordinated mother within a patriarchal religious tradition. Yet my experience on this labyrinth required that I view her with new mystical vision, setting off my ongoing inquires and paradoxical devotions into the ancient Mother divinity of Mary in her many forms. This is a path of feminist spiritual inquiry with Mary in which I find I am joined by others (Schoemperlen, 2001; Spretnak, 2004). Palm trees line many San Francisco streets. Their tall forms tower over Delores Park in the Mission district where I often sat myself down on the grass as others do. Looking across hills that reach beyond city limits, the visible ecology of the outlying areas of San Francisco includes soft, sandy coloured slopes. Like soft hair, this dry grass marks the perimeters of the city as you travel over busy freeways coming into the Bay area. In the summer of 2001, I often passed over the Golden Gate Bridge, catching my breath in excitement to arrive at Women’s Spirituality classes. That summer of my studies my family and I were able to live locally in California in Sonoma County, via New College connections. We lived on a dry, grassy, scrubby-oak covered hillside, in a small run-down cabin. The cabin sat above a sweet, clear-water creek, edged with bullfrog tadpoles. With our young daughter, we tracked their leg development, and swam naked in the creek all summer. It was a kind of extended repose and refreshment upon the land and in nature that I don’t think we’ve had before or since. I felt more ‘myself’ than I had in years. How to go back, how to return over and over to such self-sensing? Sitting now at this altar of my computer, I pick up the bottle of San Francisco water. I realize I haven’t opened the bottle since I collected it. Written on a piece of masking tape it says, in my handwriting, S.F. water. I was collecting water from different places, spurred on by a Women’s Spirituality class in “Ritual Theatre” during my first semester of study there. While creating altars together, our instructor suggested keeping collections of sacred waters on one’s home altar, a way to honour the living energies of water and places we have visited. I had collected this humble bottle of 5  tap water from the youth hostel I was staying in on that particular San Francisco trip. Here again in Vancouver, BC, it feels hard to untwist the bottle of San Francisco water. I take a dropper-full and dribble it from the centre of my forehead, across the top of my head, and down the back of my neck, tracing this pathway with my fingers. Through this self-blessing, I feel soft, receptive, remembering my connection to San Francisco. I wonder at the years that have passed since I first labeled this bottle. Chief Luisah Teish taught us this gesture and its fuller intention in a Women’s Spirituality class, based on the teachings of her ancestral African Yoruba spiritual tradition. The water clears and connects forces of knowing within the self in order to welcome spirit. With this San Francisco water blessing, I see the tensions of my room in a new light. This space contains my day-to-day work, while expanding it outwards through research and writing. This room is also the bedroom I share with my husband, contiguously housing the energy of my entire library of books. The altars in this space make use of various surfaces and corners of bookshelves. The two most prominent altars sit atop research files and a bookcase that holds WSMA theses and dissertations, audio and video tapes of my participants’ interviews, cameras and video equipment, my photographic negatives and digital CDs. What a busy creative place—where is the work today? The altars themselves are now self-arisen, they come from within my working processes. I don’t impose or compose them in the ways I previously did. I was tentative with my early altar makings. I didn’t seem to know how much space I could occupy with them. Not even from an external perception of such, but more from within myself. I would sit in front of my altars in meditation, and hear some inner voice questioning this time and practice, why are you sitting here? Isn’t there something you have to do? I kept playing at re-arranging them, adding meaningful images and bits of life I collected while studying and living. Not raised within a specific religious tradition except for what vestiges and understandings of Christianity my family carried, I found my own way into spirit. I felt the stirrings and callings of spirit come to me through nature and art, and later through birthing work and the discovery of goddesses. I realized about two years ago, after consciously stopping myself from having to make altars at all, that they were spontaneously reproducing themselves. There is a distinct East–West parable, nurtured within Women’s Spirituality studies, visible on my altars as images of Indian subcontinent goddesses such as Durga, Kali, and the Tibetan 6  Vajrayogini, mingle with their European counterparts of Mary, and Ariadne in her full Cretan snake priestess-goddess regalia. My love for Mary was further deepened through observing the many icons and candles of the Virgin of Guadalupe that grace store altars, windows and murals of the Mission district neighbourhood in which New College was located. Guadalupe of Mexico-America lives the colonial layering of female power within a Mestizo/a nation. The pre-Columbian, Aztec figure of Tonanzin once empowered these local lands. Tonanzin is an Earth Mother, a Mother of corn, a Mother of the people and the sustenance of life. The Hindu image of Kali on my altar is blue-bodied and fierce, her ten arms extended, her bright red tongue protruding, her eyes have the look of focused trance. She wears a necklace of skulls having vanquished multiple demons. She stands upon the receptive, dreaming body of Lord Shiva. This image also came to me from the Mission district of San Francisco. I began my studies of goddesses of India and Tibet during my travels to India, alone, when I was 20-years-old. My studies and devotion to Kali and Durga have deepened in these last years, held by the work of their crosscultural priestesses that I am still learning from (Alexandre, 2007, 2008; Amazzone, 2010). Curiously, this study is connected to my work in midwifery. Apprenticing as a lay midwife in the Western world, where midwives live broken but regenerated forms of their more ancient arts (Cahill, 2001; Gaskin, 1990/1977; Shroff, 1997), I found myself looking for lost names of the powerful creative energies of birthing women. As a scholar of birthing arts, I follow living linguistic traces of sacred female power in the Sanskrit term ‘Shakti,’ a generative female life-force-energy held by goddesses, and potent within women themselves for birth-giving and creative activities beyond such (Chawla, 2006). Near to Kali sits a small ceramic votive candle of Mary as the Miraculous Mother. Wearing a long blue robe and crowned like a Queen, she extends her hands on either side as healing energy visibly streams from her open palms to the world. Bookmark size images of Black Madonnas from Chartres Cathedral in France, the Notre-Dame du Pilier and the Notre-Dame de Sous-Terre nestle within a framed image of the goddess Durga. These were given to me by a friend upon her return from these Black Madonna pilgrimage sites in France. Durga is smiling gently with these other Mothers. One of Durga’s right hands (she has many, as does Kali) is raised to the onlooker in benediction, exposing the OM sign inscribed on her palm in red. She is dressed in a full red sari, riding her regal roaring tiger. The rest of her eight arms and hands brandish sacred artifacts of 7  conch, sword, lamp, rose, trident and more. Sitting beside this image of Durga is a large cloth doll I made in the summer of 2010 during an artist residency on Toronto Island. This doll is similarly dressed in a red sari. I sewed her with red thread, making her long hair from tendrils of handspun wool I spin at home from raw wool. The same homespun forms the umbilical cords of the placental-like shapes I created and installed as performative, sacred objects for earthly communion in various outdoor locations on the Toronto Islands during my residency. This doll-sculpture-Devi (goddess) carries one of these placentas on her back. Her umbilicus is still attached to her placenta, as if she were just born and is still rooted to her Mother, the Earth. It is her cord to Pachamama, intact for full inspiration, inspiriting and breath. Pachamama is the South and Central American Earth Mother, a Mother-world being of lifegiving proportions. On the other side from my large Devi doll sits a small slightly fuzzy picture of Shanti and I, my youngest daughter, when she was a baby. Having just sat up from breastfeeding, she has a happy, dreamy glow on her face, laughing at the camera that is her dad. I look at her from behind, a contented smile on my own face. Behind this photo, a large colourful poster collage I made with healer and Women’s Spirituality scholar Vicki Noble for this dissertation backs the entire altar. It is assembled from pictures reclaimed and cut out of women’s magazines, forming the five quadrants of the Tibetan Dakini mandala, a central adapted spiritual practice of Vicki’s recent teaching. The Dakinis are fast moving, female spiritual beings, sky-walkers, who aid and assist the aspirant-yogini on her path of awakening to her true nature. The mandala marks a living expression of my own life path at this time, playfully suggesting the potentiality and possibility of such, held and expressed by Dakini energies. It’s like a trace making for my current life intentions or possibilities. The quadrant of Dakini colours in this poster mirrors the mandala of Dakini candles that sit below, including blue, yellow, red and green and the central white candle I lit upon writing this text. Sitting to meditate or commune with these presences and deities is no longer an awkward relation but mostly like eating a slow-good-meal that nourishes from its carefully prepared ingredients, cultivated over time. I light another candle in front of the statuette of Ariadne near the framed picture of Kali. This picture is adorned with necklaces of clear quartz, moonstone, and one from my beloved paternal grandma, who died just last year. Kali’s mouth is open with her tongue sticking out; she stands before a small woven box of necklaces that I made for Grandma as a child. 8  This same woven box sat for more then 20 years unmoving in a central location of Grandma’s dresser in her Toronto home. Next to this box of beaded treasures is am image of me under a giant, moss covered Douglas Fir tree in the ancient rainforest of the Carmanah Valley on Vancouver Island. My family and I camped there in the summer of 2009, wandering-wondering in awe of these giant grandmother trees, savouring the equally giant berries of this forest. Standing before all these images and objects, I put my hands together in a simple gesture of greeting, closing my eyes. I feel a trickle of love open from within my heart, going out to meet the force of these Mothers as trees, icons, art, red thread, mamas, grandmas and daughters, simultaneously feeling love coming from their multiple directions. There is no image but the image of love, there is no image but the image of love. I wonder at these overflowing spaces, being and singing out from within. The altars are a veritable artistic storyboard of values, curiosities, relationships, beliefs, inquiries, travels, and something more, something emerging I can’t put my finger on but have to trust in its becoming and coming into form, how this unfolds in my life, how I attend to and shape its unfolding. I am not alone in this work, I cannot do this work alone.  9  Chapter One: Introduction Visions As I was falling asleep one night in the early days of my PhD, the image of a computer screen appeared before me. I had been fretting earlier that day over an online search engine at the library while beginning to explore literature related to the fields of Women’s Spirituality and Education. Sitting in the University of British Columbia library faced with elongated empty text boxes, I typed the three key words I thought of as being most related to this study—spirituality, feminism, transformative education. I worked as if these terms could hold the length and breadth of my yearning to know, and my wanting to make known. The anxiety mounted as I typed and came up short—no matches for this request. Falling asleep, I saw again the imprint of this screen, its empty text boxes lit up and ready to receive the yearning of my words. It was an imprint of something stared at, too long and too hard. Yet now these empty boxes called me to attention, look, we are still here waiting for you. We are still here waiting for you. As I watched, a liquid began to slowly drip and ooze from the edges of the computer template. No longer performing the work of holding my words, the boxes began to spell and spill another message. Colostrum-like wetness slowly poured forth. Milky liquids dripped down, a display of seemingly distinct female body fluids. These liquids began to dissolve the boxes and screen that held them. They dissolved and softened my dismay at not finding a match for my words. As the screen produced this liquid, milking text, I held onto and was grateful for this communication from some other realm. That mind of fearfulness Should be put in the cradle of loving kindness And suckled with the profound and brilliant milk Of eternal doubtlessness. (Trungpa, The Letter of the Black Ashé) I needed such an image in those early days of my study, with its gentle, healing reminder. I had learned through Women’s Spirituality education to allow dreams and visions to inform and absorb themselves into my scholarly projects. Moving forward with my doctoral research at the University of British Columbia, I found myself relying on such senses as affirmations for further directions. The melting, milk-screen accompanied me as a living, elemental architecture at work beneath an overlay of computer screens and proscriptive texts. These liquids spoke to me from some primal mother-matrix saying, “It’s okay to continue Nané, 10  keep going; I/we are here/hear with you, the project is worthy though you fear for its value and your own.” As I entered further academic studies, the term “spirituality” seemed shrouded or untouched in much academic work, especially in regards to “Women’s Spirituality,” beyond the borders of its California field of study. I found myself living silences, self-imposed and otherwise, in being able to fully articulate the depth and need for critical and transformative higher education that is spiritually-based, within my own and other women’s lives. Feeling a sense of encroaching erasure of what I had just lived as inspirited education, I wanted to validate and further understand my experiences of such. Rather than work from a divided self that leaves “spirituality” at the door of my research, I chose to create a dissertation inquiry rooted from experiences of the Women’s Spirituality degree program itself. Could I distill further wisdom from within myself, and outwards towards others, in a process of inquiry? The WSMA is a political, social and spiritual justice project, with unique ramifications within various women’s lives. It is feminist praxis in the academy, working towards the holistic, spirited liberation of women for the good of all society. The Women’s Spirituality Master of Arts degree once identified itself as preparing women for leadership in the pluralistic global culture of the 21st century (New College program guide, 2008). Such a statement answers a scholarly call to attend to cultural diversity and associated religious and spiritual dimensions of human experience within North American higher education (Abalos, 1998; hooks, 2000; Tisdell, 2003). The WSMA incorporates women’s spiritual knowledge, traditions, practices, innovations and activism in multi-cultural, multisexual and cross-cultural frameworks, including the exploration of goddess traditions and practices. The program engages the grassroots social movement of Women’s Spirituality into an accredited academic, degree-granting program, through an institution of higher learning. As such, it is situated within a social movement dynamics of becoming not necessarily ‘institutionalized,’ but institutionally located. Each student in the WSMA shapes and expresses her research through a culminating thesis project. This can take on a variety of forms, not limited to but including: scholarly texts, scholarly explorations in conjunction with creative non-fiction, arts-based, visual, and performance works, and poetic expressions. This thesis contribution is invariably found through intimate, close engagement with the materials of one’s own life in intersection with Women’s Spirituality faculty, mentors, and the deep nature of the curriculum itself. From the ‘callings’ of 11  women’s life paths, coming to know how inner and outer worlds connect, as in the idea of the “personal is political,” women take the opportunity to articulate what is truly important to them. What do you love and cherish? Re-finding, renewing, restoring, re-storying, re-mothering the ‘self’ in-relation-to-world, rooted from a woman-centred, spirituality-based approach to education, women’s contributions to social and cultural transformation can be greatly expanded. Those of us who graduate from this innovative curriculum live the challenges and excitement of working within such socially and culturally transformative possibilities. Thus, my early goals for undertaking this dissertation research into the WSMA were to: 1) Inquire into the lived dynamics and effects of the grassroots, social movement of Women’s Spirituality entering the academy to become a degree-granting program. 2) Elucidate and extend knowledge on questions of spirituality and education by inquiring into the Women’s Spirituality degree program as a unique exemplar of spiritually-based education. Called by my desire to research through attention to conversation, stories, oral story-sharing, artistic practice and life writing, my project became particularly focused on the lived experiences and practices of a small group of seven women, including myself, who are faculty or student alumni of the WSMA. Working with women’s stories, I felt that the contribution of this dissertation could: 1) Bridge Women’s Spirituality curriculum, scholarship and knowledge for myself and other graduates of the WSMA towards other fields of study. 2) Make more ‘space’ to be able to do inspirited, body-mind-heart-spirit integrated, multimodal interdisciplinary research projects across the Arts, Humanities, Education, Women’s Health and Midwifery/Medicine. 3) Inquire into struggles for subjectivities that are alive and calling forth ‘the other,’ as in whom and what has been little known, hidden, or not fully appreciated within the academy—work within scholarly streams of women-honouring, life-centred, lifeenhancing, spirited forces of being and worldly action. This last point, centred on ‘struggle,’ is closest to the struggle for being that I experienced and express in this dissertation as I lived and produced it, moving through my own doctoral apprenticeship in the academy. Coming from an alternate educative and scholarly location such as Women’s Spirituality and into what could be identified as the mainstream academy of the University of British Columbia, I often felt I was working across a large abyss of understanding 12  and shared meaning within the process of my research. Yet I wanted to conduct my research from a sense of celebration of the accomplishments of Women’s Spirituality in the academy, integrating my mind, body, spirit and heart into my work. I experienced an intensity of struggle (internal and otherwise) to bring this work forward into new and further contexts, and outwards from the kinds of protective space it has functioned within. I did not want to lose its trace or meaning within my own life, challenged as I was by new circumstances. In this sense, I work as if performing a translation from one field of study to another. The intended audience of this doctoral study is the Women’s Spirituality scholarly community and further fields of study, especially Education. I also aim towards others interested in expanding views of curriculum, learning, teaching and research in the Arts, Humanities and Health Sciences. For instance, women’s, cultural, and religious studies, as well as the Faculties of Medicine, are all fields I work across as an interdisciplinary scholar. For the field of Women’s Spirituality, I have the desire to create a studied, qualitative exploration into the results and effects of its educational program. Towards other fields of study, I wish to extend and translate understandings of the WSMA as a still alternate educational program. Though little known, this kind of program is called for by many scholars seeking new visions and ways of incorporating spirit into learning and research within the academy, simultaneously addressing gender, social, ecological and economic justice challenges we face in a now globalizing world. By ‘academy’ I refer to extended, local and global networks of universities and institutions of higher learning into which students come and professors profess. I would say that the highest aim of the academy is to work, study, and research for the greater good of humanity and our sustaining ‘worlds’ (the Earth and cosmos), to be of benefit, while granting various degrees of knowledge. In my experience of being a student within the WSMA degree, there was struggle in new learning. But I lived this within a great sense of relief and homecoming with other women through studies that grounded a spirited sense of purpose in our lives. We were homecoming to our-selves in collaboration with mentors and teachers. Upon my graduation from the WSMA, the challenge was that I left my heart in San Francisco, experiencing “susto” or “soul loss” to a beloved place, as described by healer and curandera Elena Avila (1999). I wanted to live more within the conditions and knowledge provided by Women’s Spirituality in an everyday way. I re-knew the world as being animated by a love of women as sacred beings, with ample opportunities for self-authentication. I could openly grasp as real the beloved numinous as an 13  energy-spirit living within daily life. From grasping-longing for continued nourishment of such integrated forms within my own life and beyond, this dissertation was born. I work to ‘connect the dots’ between here and there. Perhaps the dots cannot be connected, perhaps they can, or perhaps this here/there dialectic, this practice of considering both, is a means through which I now articulate and expand upon my own developing voice, voicing, and vision to further my inquiry potential. As potential, I want to make potent the possibilities for further understanding. Thus through celebration and struggle, I tell my own stories. At the same time, I coresearch the stories and practices of six women who are faculty and student alumni of the accredited Women’s Spirituality Master of Arts degree program that was located at New College of California, and is now held within the Institute for Transpersonal Psychology. Exploring the complexity, challenges and gifts of this degree in my own life, a spark is lit within me, prodding me to work, speak, teach, write, collaborate and co-create with other scholars this work of Women’s Spirituality, as spiritually-informed feminist education and research. I want to engage aspects of epistemological approaches, rationales, pedagogies and research methods learned within a less mainstream educational setting in ongoing ways within my scholarly work. I am coming to understand this as a co-created form of reimagining the academy. I cannot do this work alone, I am not alone in this work. Research in the context of this doctoral study is a sacred activity as I witness, collaborate with, and experience the stories and practices of others. I dream my research into being through aesthetic consciousness, working the research process through art making. My research draws from and integrates my background as a mixed-media textiles and photographic artist, my work as an apprentice lay midwife, and my family life as a mother of two young daughters. I tell my stories and direct my research from the knowledge, lived experience and skills garnered through these practices and self-locations. I live an ongoing tension in my life through various identities that seek fulfillment within me as an “artist” (visual art, writing), “healer-activist” (midwife— women’s medicine traditions), “spiritual practitioner,” “mother,” and “scientist” (narrative researcher, oral historian). I research as if to resolve such tensions by the act of inquiry itself, drawing from all of these streams of my being. I stitch together the pieces of my-self into the weaving of this research. For readers, this dissertation is a storied and artful invitation into, and reflection upon, the WSMA from the perspective of my own journey and that of others. In this introductory Chapter One, I reflect upon and discuss literatures that are relevant to WSMA education in order 14  to open understandings of the background and directions of this topic, including reading into: spirituality, Women’s Spirituality as grassroots and goddesses, spirituality and feminist education, transformative, holistic, restorative learning, and spirituality in education. In Chapter Two I continue my reflections with reviews of methodological literature relevant to my study parameters, including: feminist qualitative research, the narrative turn, sacred story threads, dreaming women’s writing, and notions of art and communion. Chapter Three bridges my reflections and the literatures to the culminating research chapters. Chapter Three proposes an outline for the conceptual framework of a character or research persona that I introduce as the “philosopher-midwife.” Following my “midwife” identity and my need to develop woman-centred, sacred female-based education and research, I introduce literature that speaks to the ways in which human birth and birth-givers have not been fully accounted for within social, spiritual, philosophical and educational systems. The philosopher-midwife could be considered a spirited, embodied conceptual framework (with this word-play of being both a ‘concept’ in the mind, and meaning ‘to conceive’ within the womb) for this dissertation, a framework that undergirds my ongoing inquiries. Chapter Four is an outline of my methods and design for this study, a description of where, with whom, what, and how I conducted my research. I therein outline the design of the final three chapters, which are rendered as storied “weavings” of the research process, results and representation. I introduce each of my six co-participants in Chapter Five, describing how I first encountered each woman. I engage storied understandings of the significance of their lives, work and educative pathways as related to the WSMA. I speak to the significance of my art practice in regards to the use of unwinding, winding, spinning and weaving with “red thread.” I introduce red thread as a significant material and spiritual companion of this doctoral dissertation. Red thread becomes the guiding material and metaphor for the structure of the final chapters. Chapters Six, Seven and Eight break from the conversational style and analysis of the earlier chapters. In these final texts, I represent and directly invoke my research process through the voices of my co-participants, my lived experiences of practicing with each, interweaving these as “red threads” with my life writing texts. May she find herself, may she lose herself. May she find herself, may she lose herself. May she find herself, may she lose herself. (Nané Jordan, mantra for Ariadne’s red thread) 15  Reflections with the Literature Spirituality Spirituality is a love affair—a love affair with existence. (Chopra, 2006, p.18) Spirituality is never defined as such within the Women’s Spirituality MA degree program. A definition of spirituality is purposefully left open in regards to discursive defining. Joanna Stuckey (1998), in her book “Feminist Spirituality,” describes spirituality as being not separate from “everyday, secular endeavours” but as a “force that informs all human experience” (p. 5). ‘Spirituality’ vies for distinction from religion; its experience is immersed within religion, encompasses it, or moves beyond such. Spirituality could be defined as a sense of interconnectedness and connectedness with others and all life, as self-awareness, as the ability to surrender to the unknown or practice gratitude, as having inner purpose and value, as the idea that life’s struggles have meanings we can learn from (Hall, 2001). The word “spiritual” can be used to describe experiences of the numinous or the divine, of mystical insight or wisdom. Stuckey (1998) reports of spirituality that, “writers who deal with the subject usually try not to define it” (p. 6). I do not want to impose some totalizing ‘meaning’ upon this term. But for the case of semantics, spirituality within Women’s Spirituality could be understood as distinct from the practices of institutional religions. It is a curriculum implemented through professors’ and community educators’ visioning and design of a graduate feminist program. The WSMA is not religious education per say, it engages the secular university classroom location within a framework of gender criticality. Within these classrooms there is in-depth scholarly exposure of female divinities and spiritual practices, including those known, those hidden, those omitted, or emergent, in contemporary, historical and ancient perspectives. To quote from past admissions material it is a “feminist learning community” offering “strong mutual support and mentoring, encouraging the development of new theory through integration of scholarly research, spirituality, activism, and the arts” (New College of California program materials, 2006). Spirituality in the context of Women’s Spirituality is understood as being located within women’s bodies, generative processes, daily life experiences, birth, growth, death and loss, the 16  Earth and its seasonal cycles, the Moon, the more-then-human world of tree, rock, animal and place, it is held within our relationships with others as the great potential of love. This is an immanent understanding of such from within one’s own body-mind-spirit-heart, and all of one’s relations. Yet transcendent aspects of spirit from outside one-self, as in divine presences and/or actions, are understood in how forces beyond material knowing inter-relate with our lives. Spirituality can be a calling within women’s and men’s lives to serve, care for and relate to the world from an interior place rooted as deep inter-relation and inter-being to exterior world, to act for personal and social justice from a core of oneself and others as whole/holy. Spirituality can be restorative, transformative, healing—it has something to do with love, its calling, expression and lived experience. Like loving the “Dharma but not the dogma” (Noble, personal communication, 2009), spirituality within and outside of religion may lie in how one lives authentically from the core of oneself, speaking out from a questing-questioning core, not dependent upon indoctrination by others within society. This involves the ability to discern from within oneself and the external world, to make critical assessments and changes, knowing these are contingent as new learning arises. Though WSMA faculty and educators might teach critiques, frameworks, or lineages from within their own orientation of the subjects, faculty are not spiritual teachers of students. The striving of this work is towards a multi-spiritual, multi-cultural, multi-sexual, open discourse, inclusive of individual and group genealogies within religious and spiritual traditions, cosmologies, and medicine systems (Pare, Grahn, Jenett, Grenn, Carter, Razak, & Birnbaum, 2006). Women’s writing, theory, agency, embodiment and experiences are central to the curriculum and pedagogy as much in text as in the breath and flesh of the classroom itself. Understanding the term “spirituality” within such feminist education is incomplete without addressing social-cultural-religious-political situations of this naming of “Women’s Sprituality.” Women’s Spirituality: Grassroots and goddesses The 1982 anthology entitled, “The Politics of Women’s Spirituality: Essays on the Rise of Spiritual Power within the Feminist Movement,” edited by Charlene Spretnak, catalogues burgeoning authors and leaders of the field, naming the grassroots movement of Women’s Spirituality as conjunct with feminist politics. Within this text, the global feminist movement is cited as “bringing about the end of patriarchy, the eclipse of the politics of separation, and the 17  beginning of a new era modeled on the dynamic, holistic paradigm” (p. xxiii). As a social movement, Women’s Spirituality branched from within feminist concerns of social change, feminist critiques of patriarchy and male privilege within religion, towards female empowerment that re-centered and re-imagined culture and society within spiritualized, post-patriarchal views. Women’s Spirituality as a grassroots movement in North America is characterized by women gathering in private homes, outdoors, or at community and retreat centres to practice ritual, women’s circles, creating independent practices, invoking the seasons, cycles of life, and female divinity within communities not tied to church, synagogue or temple (Eller, 1993). Women’s Spirituality can also be identified with reformations of liturgy and practice within religious traditions, where male-centred language is rewritten, sexist parts of tradition refused, or original sources are reinterpreted, and female imagery or text is included (Braude, 2004). Women’s Spirituality claims and re-claims religious and spiritual experiences of women, and even the title of “God” herself. The title of the “divine,” with its double meaning of “God,” and to discover by means of intuition or magic, is understood as having female power, in symbolism, imagery, and the social-spiritual imaginary. Carol Christ (1982), a leading scholar of Goddess and feminist spirituality, a ‘thea-login’ (as in the study of goddess), writes of the Goddess as emerging “spontaneously in the dreams, fantasies and thoughts of many women” (p. 74) within a North American context. There is a “mood of joyous celebration of female freedom and independence that is created in women who define their identities through the symbol of Goddess” (p. 75). Art historian Merlin Stone (1976) uncovered histories of pre-biblical times in “When God was a Woman.” She unearths textual and archeological records that pointed to the worship for thousands of years of primary female deities, “creators of all existence” (p. 2). Stone writes, “there remains a lingering, almost innate memory of sacred shrines and temples tended by priestesses of the supreme deity. In the beginning people prayed to the Creatress of Life, the Mistress of Heaven” (p. 1). The revolution of this research, and archaeological analysis of the Neolithic era by Marija Gimbutas (1989, 1991), points to alternate histories and societies, based on female-honouring, pre-patriarchal values, now long lost from view, and highly contested within contemporary academia. Female or feminine icons and deity supplants what philosopher Luce Irigaray (2007/1990) writes of as “men’s appropriation of the divine” within the Western historical trajectory (p. 62). In the WSMA, study and exposure of goddess traditions are expanded within a cross-cultural, multi-cultural curriculum. Just as Irigaray asks in this very 18  moment, “how can we dwell on earth without goddesses?” (p.10), there are goddesses located all around the Earth. Within discourses of feminist theology and thealogy (after Naomi Goldenberg’s use of that term, 1979) there is creative tension between Judeo-Christian and goddess-centred positions, though crossover of practices and affiliations lies within each grouping (Braude, 2004; Christ, 2004; Stuckey, 1998, p. 17). Despite this, scholar Joanna Stuckey (1998) uses the term “feminist spirituality” to look at a gamut of theory and practices, from feminism within Christianity and Islam, to women engaged solely in goddess worship. Women working for reformation from within religious traditions such as Judaism or Christianity may not identify with the term “Women’s Spirituality,” or with notions of goddesses as such. Yet feminist healer and scholar Vicki Noble, one of my study co-participants, warns of the dangers of losing a goddess-centred position within the WSMA curriculum itself. The larger culture can easily “evaporate such a position at a moment’s notice” (Noble, personal communication, 2009). Holding goddess at the centre of an academic program is a subversive and creative stance that generates new knowledge. Goddess implies a new (and ancient) set of working and living conditions where goddesses in their multiplicity, as multifarious concepts and non-concepts, generate new ways of understanding self, cosmos and all our relations. Goddess is not reducible to a mirror image of God within the Judeo-Christian religious traditions. I title “goddess” in lower case, though others may prefer to capitalize her as a singular-named-being. Not to diminish ‘her’ importance, I point to her difference from the God concept itself, in the ways ‘she,’ as a multiple-identified-being, can be understood as activated within everyday embodied life, within multiple forms of interconnected Earth-based life. She is immanent and in co-presence, co-creation, with the world (Christ, 2003). Worship of her form(s) differs in quality, practice and association of characteristics from the traditionally identified patriarchal God figure. In “Beyond God the Father,” Mary Daly (1973), a foremother of radical feminist thinking, defined the worship of an exclusively male God as intimately connected to the patriarchal social order where spiritual laws resonate deeply with social-familial laws that have limited women’s freedom and autonomy. Carol Christ (1982) notes goddesses as undergirding and legitimating the “concerns of the women’s movement” (p. 74) in North America. These concerns include honouring and valuing women’s bodies as sacred, celebrating the life-giving power of women’s generative cycles and the blood-mysteries of menstruation, sex, birth, breastfeeding, and the cessation of 19  menses at menopause towards becoming an elder. This celebration of the female form works to counter histories of social and religious vilification of women’s bodies and generative cycles. This honouring of the generative female is paradoxically not meant as an ‘essential’ reduction (once again) of women to their bodily forms (Reid-Bowen, 2007). Rather, a focus on the female points to the development of a more complex idiom-atics of the body as a sacred life source, within all bodies’ multiple, varying expressions, desires and manifestations. Within this “herethics,” death and decay are honoured (or known) as part of living cycles, whereas the deathwielding power of human-over-human, and the subordination of women through traumatizing and ownership of their bodies and sexuality, are actively worked against. As non-traditional formations that radicalize religious practices, the grassroots movement of Women’s Spirituality is also associated with the emergence of pagan and Wiccan religious forms of worship that include goddesses and the modern female spiritual authority of priestesses. Such Earth-based spiritual practices call to notions of pre-modern, pre-Christian European traditions of Earth reverence and cyclical seasonal celebrations based on cycles of sun and moon (Adler, 1990/1987; Budapest, 1986). Those who identify as a “witch” (female or male) in such new religious traditions re-claim this derogatory term from its associations with the European witch-hunts of the 13th Century onwards. ‘Goddess’ is thus a large and complex religious and spiritual topic that I could probably never lovingly exhaust. Actual belief in goddesses is not a prerequisite to study, practice or research within Women’s Spirituality. What constitutes belief in or practice with a deity is an ongoing question, especially within the WSMA curriculum that is not considered religious education. With a shock of awareness on New Years Eve 2007, walking the labyrinth at St. Paul’s Church in Vancouver, BC, I had the thought: Nané you are some new breed of thealogin. I study goddess(es) as education, and as birth (Jordan, 2009b), her complex callings within women’s lives. Her multiple images on my home altar as Mary, Durga, Kali, Black Madonnas, trees, river rocks, shells, Quan Yin, Ariadne as Cretan Priestess, an owl, the labyrinth, my daughters, Vajrayogini, and home made dolls of nature spirits, Gaia-Devi, nourish and testify to the strength of her emergence(s) within my own life before and especially after my formal studies in the WSMA. For me, goddess is lived in my ongoing relationships with others, in the interrelation and beauty of living forms, the Earth and its processes, including the human and sacred female form. She is process-based, relational, an energy more verb-like than noun that can take forms of one kind or another. She is a cyclical, regenerative, sense of relating to the all20  that-is. She is fluid, and a fluid logic of relations and transmission, always be-coming. She is not alone. She is not alone in this work. She cannot do this work alone. Goddess is not necessarily an easy concept or location to live. Goddesses also mark the psychological and spiritual terrain of women’s descent into self (Perera, 1981; Meador, 1994). Individual women moving beyond accepted structures of society may live the mythical dimensions of the searing work of self/soul transformation. This may come about in working against the limitations of gender, or facing the tortures or abuse of oneself by another, facing one’s own capacity for abuse, or family or social histories that have been suppressed. The myth of the ancient Sumerian goddess Inanna and her underworld sister Ereshkigal is taught within the WSMA as emblematic of this descent and a woman’s re-emergence to claim her-self, re-born to the new, integrating the old with full vision (Wolkstein & Kramer, 1983). Inanna leaves her worldly, Queenly garments and jewels at each of the seven gates of her descent to the underworld. Completely naked at the centre of the Earth, she faces Ereshkigal, who fixes the eye of death upon her and hangs her corpse on a hook. Inanna is resurrected by her faithful friend and the work of the flies, who call her back to life. Just as we can be traumatized by others, we are healed by others, by those faithful companions who stay by our side as we traverse our depths. I am not alone in this work. I cannot do this work alone. There is paradox in knowing and not knowing in ongoing spiritual inquiry, a loneliness of such struggle. A lived embrace and trajectory of transformative justice work and spiritual life collide in the writing of queer Mestiza activist and writer Gloria Anzaldua (1999). She writes of the Aztec goddess Coatlicue, “la Coatlicue is the consuming internal whirlwind, the symbol of the underground aspects of the psyche” (p. 68). Her claw foot gushes blood; she cannot be reduced to a benign, all loving mother. Mother is fierce in tearing up human attachments, fierce in her compassion and love. Struggle is part of her path. Women’s Spirituality in the academy There is a tension between necessary enclosures women create to build selves in ‘women’s space’ and the enclosures forced upon selves by patriarchal social orders and restrictions. The Women’s Spirituality MA degree is an already public venture in education, having the institutional support of an academic framework to work within. It crosses the divide of so-called private female spiritual lives to a public degree granting process. Women’s Spirituality names its curriculum “woman-centred,” meaning women are located at the centre of 21  its study and design. Women’s Spirituality as a degree program grew out of the North American grassroots women’s movement marked by women coming together with other women to socialize, share, create ritual and re-define or define spiritual and religious practices, both from within and without traditional religions. Often described as growing out of the politically motivated women’s consciousness raising groups of the late 1960s, Women’s Spirituality carried ‘women’s space’ into the 1970s, 80s and onwards (Eller, 1993; Spretnak, 1982). Women experienced “comfort and safety, the release, and the support these groups provided” (Stuckey, 1998, p. 130). Such groupings met the urge for many women to find, speak and ‘be’ them-selves with them-selves, a necessary feature of the transformative movement of feminism within the larger culture. I draw the word “enclosure” from Carol Lee Flinders’ (1998) scholarship on Christian female mystics of European lineage. The Christian mystics were women whose visions flowered within enclosures of women-only convents in centuries past. In the paradoxical nature of such enclosing, many women’s lives flourished within a paradoxical freedom, living beyond the measures of patriarchal marriage and childbearing. Interestingly, the term enclosure is an oftused word in reference to the take over of the global ‘commons’ and local resources by corporations and neo-liberal economic policies (Coté, 2007; Fernandes, 2003). The affinity of terminology is apt. Enclosures within academic culture might actually point to a drive, however localized or particular within education and the academy, to make space for learning and research beyond neo-liberal imperatives of knowledge production that threaten the flourishing of life itself (see Nick Dyer-Withford, 2007 in Utopian Pedagogies). This has been reinforced by identity politics of all kinds, as in the localization of class, race, gender, queer, indigenous spaces of learning within the academy wherein scholars articulate the specifics of power relations that in-form lives. Identifying the necessity for women’s space within education grows from political, economic and spiritual concerns about the value and meaning of women’s lives within society. Flinders (1998) writes of the 14th Century mystic Julian of Norwich, her gentle writing and “powerful drive for unity,” her sense of “fusion” beyond divisions of body/spirit, joy/sorrow, her “doctrine of hope” (p. 49). Julian was “constitutionally unable to tolerate the divisive, oppositional modes of thought that characterize traditional, male-centred scholarship and theology” (p. 49). I think of this gentle spirit living in the tumultuous conditions of her own 22  time, and my own temperament as a scholar in this world, my seeming inability to withstand divisive characteristics of competitive careerism. I am constantly drawn in my personal and professional life to more holistic, spiritualized, and relational, social, educative and economic forms, yearning as if within Julian’s “powerful drive for unity.” The Mothers of what has become Women’s Spirituality in higher education and the academy are many. From the grassroots movement of Women’s Spirituality, Starhawk (1999/1979), Z. Budapest (1986), Vicki Noble (1991), Luisah Teish (1985), and Judy Grahn (1993), are a few of the leaders who contribute to, and write about, the empowerment of women’s lives, their own lives, through and within woman-centred understandings of spirituality. They are linked variously to Earth-based, pagan, lesbian-feminist, Buddhist, African-Yoruba lineages and cosmologies of lived religious and spiritual practices. All of these women have taught or teach within what was the WSMA degree program at New College of California, now re-located at the Institute for Transpersonal Psychology in Palo Alto, California. Elinor Gadon, an art historian, initiated the field of Women’s Spirituality into the academy through developing and directing an accredited, one-time only PhD-degree cohort at the California Institute for Integral Studies (CIIS), located in San Francisco. Gadon’s scholarly work includes, “The Once and Future Goddess” (1989), a survey of contemporary American women’s art. She combines analyses of contemporary artists’ practices with scholarship in goddess studies and mythology to develop contemporary and (pre) historic understandings of sacred female bodied and embodied power. Gadon’s initial WS program led to the later development of the MA degrees in Women’s Spirituality at both CIIS and New College of California. Many of the women who studied with her went on to teach in and further develop these WSMA programs. The San Francisco Bay area is a significant location for these programs. The Bay area is home to leading activists, community leaders, teachers and independent scholars of Women’s Spirituality since the inception of American feminist, civil and gay rights movements of the 1960s and 1970s. Women’s Spirituality scholar Lucia Birnbaum (2005) says of this location of Northern California, “we vote left of violent patriarchal centre, and subaltern cultures green everywhere” (p. xxi). 
Within this locale and context, Women’s Spirituality as a graduate degree meets a specific social and, I would say, liberatory practice of feminist education that serves educational and scholarly needs of women, in education-by-women-for-women. This women’s liberation has a spiritual quality embedded within in accord with ‘enlightenment’ in a spiritual 23  sense of coming to knowledge, or wisdom of oneself/others/world within whole reality. The women’s stories in this study attest to the ways in which enlightenment is never finished, but is a process of continuing to attend to oneself and one’s relations in the world. One learns to trust the process, developing intuitive discernment of one’s next step, while not always knowing where this will lead. Spirituality and feminism: Missing links in an education In the realm of the secular, the material is conceived of as tangible while the spiritual is either non-existent or invisible. In the realm of the Sacred, however, the invisible constitutes it presence by provocation, by provoking our attention. We see its effects, which enables us to know that it must be there. (Alexander, 2005, p. 307) I first encountered the lived and theoretical work of both M. Jacqui Alexander and Leela Fernandes at the 2006 National Women’s Studies Association annual conference, in Oakland, California. I quickly recognized the significance of their scholarship in understanding the need to integrate ‘spirituality’ within feminist education, wherein it has been ignored or lost. These scholars combine post-colonial, women-of-colour critiques, and transnational feminism into scholarship that speaks to the dynamics of what Women’s Spirituality addresses within women’s lives and feminism itself. I quickly disseminated the work of these scholars to colleagues grappling with feminism and spirituality (Bickel, 2008). M. Jacqui Alexander (2005) notes that “secular feminism has perhaps assisted, unwittingly in the privatization of the spiritual—in the dichotomization of a “private” spiritual self from the corpus of work called feminism” (p. 326). There is a tendency to view political and social work as necessary and hard, while spiritual work is reduced to the soft extra stuff of life. As feminist educator Bettina Aptheker (2006) relays, her once “sum total” knowledge of spiritual aspirants was that of “nonproductive…parasites living off the labors of the working class who couldn’t afford the luxury of time off to find themselves” (p. 377). Privatization and fear of spirituality as extraneous leaves little room to bring forward reflection upon human depths and possibilities into public and social view. Feminist pedagogy is historically identified with interventions in sexist and racist schooling in the academy (Weiner, 2006). Women’s Studies originated the woman-centred university classroom as a site of transformation and empowerment. Feminist educator bell hooks 24  (2003) writes of education as “the practice of freedom” (p. 181), working towards a vision of wholeness of mind, body and spirit in intellectual work and its public transmission (p. 179). She notes how Black Studies, Women’s Studies, and Cultural Studies are all disciplines that have promoted holistic approaches to learning, and value the experiential within classroom practices. Feminist pedagogy is associated with attributes of teacher and student relationality, leveling traditional classroom hierarchies. Feminist pedagogy values the lived experiences of teachers and students, challenging notions of difference and power imbalances within race, class and sexual orientation towards increased equality and inclusiveness. Feminist teachers commit to reflection on their practice, and ultimately the transformative power of the classroom itself (Weiner, 2006, p.86). Yet Women’s Studies classrooms are largely divorced, as Alexander notes, from the spiritual dimensions of the experiences of their learners. For Alexander (2005), spiritual labour is “anchored in reconstituting a terrain that is both exterior and interior” (p. 312). She describes how the “alignment of mind, body and Spirit could be expected to assault the social practices of alienation wherever they may be practiced...within dominant religion, in the enclosure of the academy” (p. 320). The dialectics of interior/exterior, inner/outer, and spiritual/political aspects of living justice are useful in understanding Women’s Spirituality as a shift within feminist pedagogy to include spirituality. Working from the historical forced “crossings” of African slaves to the Americas, Alexander (2005) conjures to this moment the continued violence of neo-colonial Empire building and its associated oppressions of race, class and heteronormativity. From these histories and the current moment, Alexander claims the necessity for the Sacred in feminist praxis (p. 298). She defines spiritual work as a “body praxis” (p. 297); the body is a site of memory and a pathway to knowledge. She cites her own healing through embodied re-memory accomplished under female leadership in African originated Vodou and Lucumi spiritual traditions. This language speaks to larger concerns for me within women’s education and healing, how the body is the site of learning, how without spirit such transformations cannot be effected. You need community to hold all this re-education and work with integrity. I cannot do this work alone. I am not alone in this work. I draw from Alexander’s and Fernandes’ work to support the return of spirituality to feminism, to what Alexander names as “pedagogies of the sacred” (2005, p. 287). Women’s Spirituality coursework such as: “Women, Spirituality and Cultural Transformation,” 25  “Embodied Spirituality,” “Metaformic Theory and Feminist Theory,” and “Ritual Theatre,” act as transformative, holistic and restorative feminist education. Critical and theoretical work engaged in such classes elicit the experience and knowledge of the leaner, according agency to teacher and student, while attending to feminist textual critiques and formulations. The arts, poetry, aesthetic practices, ritual, movement, performance, voice, and stories work in concert with feminist texts and analysis. Such interdisciplinary feminist pedagogies of social gender justice and cultural transformation become a living, spiritualized politics within education and practices of knowledge production in the academy. Leela Fernandes (2003), a feminist educator and scholar of political science, argues for “Spiritualized Feminism.” Fernandes proposes the practice of non-violence in the classroom. Non-violence “demands an unrelenting embrace of risk and self-examination” (p. 96). She notes the challenge of feminist teaching and its goal of transformative practice is to realize social justice, while overcoming attacks and counter-attacks in the classroom that are based on lived power differentials of race, class and sex. Fernandes suggests that a spiritualized feminist practice that is willing to “decolonize the divine” (p. 104), can recognize the spiritual error in claiming monopolies on the truth. Educators and students can thus work through such trials of learning with more compassion for self and other, without losing a deep call of justice for all. Women’s Spirituality is perhaps a form of ‘post-secular’ feminism, meeting the needs of spiritual dimensions of social gender justice within educational processes. Fernandes (2003) is careful to articulate the difference between attacks on the secular Nation State by religious nationalist, fundamentalist movements, and the work of “spiritualized social transformation.” Spiritualized social transformation does not seek to gain State power in and of itself, nor to attack diverse religious tolerance and the freedom not to practice religion (p. 101-102). This is an important distinction, one often confused with what is happening as education within Women’s Spirituality. Women’s Spirituality and goddess feminism might also be viewed as some strange fad, or dismissed as a New Age preoccupation or cult, missing and dismissing the deeper work being accomplished therein. bell hooks (2003) names “spirituality” as having something to do with the ontological quest for being, as important to integrate within classroom practices. I would argue, as do hooks, Alexander and Fernandes, that agendas of justice and social transformation will go no further until the complex connections between spiritual and material realms are understood, renegotiated and re-inscribed through practice. Arguing for the possibilities of a “disidentified 26  self” and a “divinized conception of self” (2003, p. 36), Fernandes wants us to move beyond essentialized identities towards a sense of “universalism that does not imply sameness” (p. 37). The disidentified activist engages in “both a radical movement for complete social, economic and political justice and a profound spiritual journey” (p. 38). Transformative, holistic, restorative learning: Spirituality in education Re-viewing your life—the number one factor is understanding that psychologically things are going to come apart and be put back together again. Women’s Spirituality material is designed to promote that, and to contain it, and to allow it to happen. (Judy Grahn, personal communication, 2009) I had never heard of the terms “transformative learning” or “transformative education” until after graduating from the New College WSMA program. This term was described to me in conversation with Dianne Jenett, co-director of the WSMA, when I was looking for university programs to undertake my doctoral studies within. Because of the disciplinary novelty of the WSMA, I was having a hard time locating an academic discipline that could contain my further studies. I wanted to continue my birth inquiries, while developing the spirited method of engagement and experiential pedagogy I had learned in Women’s Spirituality education. I began to understand that an interdisciplinary approach in the field of Education could support my continuing scholarship. The early development of “transformative learning” is credited to educator Jack Mezirow as a “a primarily epistemic, rational process whereby adult learners become aware of their unconscious roles, beliefs, assumptions” (Duerr, Zajonc & Dana, 2003, p. 178). Hidden beliefs and assumptions are surfaced through the “disorienting dilemma” which transforms the individual as she/he gains new values and understandings. Moving beyond this historical view of transformative learning in higher education, there is a growing emphasis on “reflective learning, the intuitive and imaginative process, and the ethical, spiritual, and/or contemplative dimensions of education” (Duerr et al., p. 178). Transformative learning offers correctives to the prevalence of the down-loading-information model of teaching and learning in many fields of study. Developing further definitions of transformative learning adds complexity to the work of educator Jack Mezirow, including what might be understood as the spiritual dimensions of experience. An operational definition for transformative learning is expanded to include: 27  reflective learning, experiential and participatory pedagogy, intuitive and imaginative processes, and contemplative practices…developing ethical and moral sensibility, cultivating a recognition of interdependence and a re-connection with the natural and social world, and an emergent sense of social responsibility. (Duerr et al., 2003, p. 180) The notion of “wholeness” is reflected in the development of “Holistic” learning and education (Miller, Karsten, Denton, Orr, & Kates, 2005). Holistic learning values attention to the whole person in education by including emotional, mental, physical and spiritual aspects of learning within the classroom. Holistic learning further attends to learning within a holism of life, knowing that as human beings we live within interconnected webs of relations with others, including an Earth-based ecology of non-human others, trees and animals all. Thus, transformative learning expands to include holistic understanding in its desire to address a disengagement of people, as faculty and students, from themselves, from each other, and from larger issues of social-ecological justice and life meaning, within academic institutions and practices. Educator Edmond O’Sullivan (1999) greatly expands the social, economic and ecological justice aspects of transformative learning in his discussions of integral transformative learning. O’Sullivan calls for the creation of new educational visions to meet global challenges of the 21st century. Women’s Spirituality education is transformative and holistic by design. I think of experiences like sitting in a Women’s Spirituality class on “Female Shamanism” with educator and co-participant of this study, Vicki Noble. We start our day in a group circle after warming up our bodies with simple yoga stretches. Each student shares something about herself in the circle, how she is doing in the moment, and her dreams of the night before. Thus bodies and dream-bodies open our class. Our time together culminates in a hands-on healing ritual of a class member. Our voices coordinate in song and vibration, hands growing warm from the transfer of energy through our bodies and into the person whom we are circled about. We take the risk of having experiences in such classrooms as “experiential” learning. In terms of Women’s Spirituality education, I add understanding of “restorative learning” to the definitions of “transformative” and “holistic.” Educating for personal and social transformation includes preservation and recovery of the ‘simple things’ in life. Educator Elizabeth Lang (2004) worked with adults undergoing life transitions, finding that students need experiences of “radical relatedness” in order to recover “suppressed values/ethics and forgotten relations” (p. 135). Lang finds that restorative learning is a bridge to the later effects of 28  transformative learning. Restoration includes re-valuing and restoring the centrality of human relationships, the body’s simple needs for nutritious food and sleep, non-co-modified activities such as going for walks in nature, tending a garden, or playing with children, and returning one’s self to an “inner compass” from modern, fast-paced consumer life-styles that stress distraction, and “having” over “being” (p.130). I locate the ritual work done in Women’s Spirituality classrooms as a key aspect of transformative and restorative learning. Ritual is a powerful practice that moves beyond critical thinking and reflecting, restoring the body and the community within education. Ritual claims emotional, intuitive and spiritual aspects of knowledge-making for women in this context. “Feminist ritual offers an imagistic revitalization for women and a participation in the concrete, bodily expressive creation of new images of the feminine which helps alleviate the stress of liminality” (Turner, 1982, p. 220). Ritual in Women’s Spirituality is not ascribed through dogmatic or rigid adherence, though it may arise from particular traditions and cosmological streams. Learning through the wisdom of these streams comes through embodied ritual practice with others. There may be free-association and co-creation of elements by participants, “it is our collective heart that beats there” (Turner, 1982, p. 219). Ritual and healing are not ascribed to ‘pedagogy’ in the transformative education literatures I reviewed. This signals perhaps the association of ritual with traditional religious dogmatic forms. Within the secular and post-secular classroom, it may be hard to consciously entertain ritual as a classroom practice without a larger context for its studied use as in Women’s Spirituality education. Through a WSMA course titled, “Lifecycle Rituals,” rites of passage that mark the importance of events such as menarche, birth, sexuality, marriage/divorce, menopause and death, are an important restorative aspect of learning for women in the WSMA. Ritual pedagogy in the graduate seminar and in women’s WSMA thesis work is one of the most interesting contributions of Women’s Spirituality to education, in a non-theological, multicultural understanding and use of ritual. “Positivism reigns in the academy. How the institution conceives of itself and what it finds valuable is a huge barrier” (Duerr et al., 2003, p. 203) to restorative and transformative learning. The co-modification of the academy is indicated by the valuation of things such as funding, enrolment, testing, and professors’ publications, over development of indicators such as professors’ and students’ interior development and wellbeing. This kind of personal and social struggle between material and existential values was clearly prevalent within my cohort 29  of WSMA students. We often discussed and struggled with the meaning and implications of our alternative studies. Though we experienced this education in profound and life-altering ways, as transformative and restorative without using that terminology, at least one student hid the focus of her degree from some family members and friends. She did not feel open to discuss the contents of her studies with all. People often queried me on what I was going “to do” with such a degree. This question hangs in the air. The implication seems to be that a university degree has immediate economic and mechanical social value, whereas the “values” I have chosen to pursue are not so immediately employable. In fact, they run counter to and in expansion and transformation of social and cultural norms. As a truly “value-able” practice, spirituality in education addresses anxiety and meaninglessness, away from “conceptual poles of fundamentalism and nihilism” (Glazier, 1999, p. 2). Teaching from the heart plays itself out in such classrooms. Working within spiritual frameworks calls to ‘the heart’ as an organ of pedagogy. One develops a heart-based concern for others through inner and outer work, in educational processes that cultivate inner peace and balance throughout life—with goals of human connectedness, relationality, and cosmic unity. bell hooks (1999) notes that what-it-means to have a life of the spirit and in the heart must be discussed before talking about “spirituality in education.” The topic of suffering and love rings through hooks’ writing. Her topic is that of suffering through injustice, how spirit addresses and lives through suffering, surfaces and dives its edges, breaking into a practice of love. “Love can bridge the sense of otherness. But it is a practice to beam that love out” (p. 118). hooks evokes “living in community” as a core practice for those desiring spirituality in education. Community must stretch the tendency to sameness, same class, same race, same ethnicity. hooks writes to her friend, philosopher Cornell West, “We bear witness not just with our intellectual work but with ourselves, our lives. Surely the crisis of these times demands that we give our all....It is both political practice and spiritual sacrament, a life of resistance” (p. 120). What does it mean, this life of resistance? I am reminded of all that brought me to the point of doing my WSMA degree, the intense yearning to write, to study further, to orient, to get away from midwifery politics and ultimately to be brought right back to the centre of these—a centre grounded from within myself and my passion for birth. I yearned to orient myself as a mother, a thinking mother—a woman wanting to know and make known these things. The unconventional so-called choices of my life, not even felt as choices, but as red threads pulling 30  me along and then into this Master of Arts program with the name “Women’s Spirituality.” This was a name I felt to be a place that might just hold at least some of all of this, hold me in a way I could walk into and not lose pieces of myself in the process, and even reclaim lost parts still unknown. There was and is a freedom in that, though this is liberation wrought in the course of its struggle. “So the spirit calls. But we must not pretend, make it seem like living a life in the spirit is easy. On the contrary: living a life of the spirit is difficult” (hooks, 1999, p. 114).  31  Chapter Two: Reflections with the Methodological Literature Feminist qualitative research Qualitative research is a situated activity that locates the observer in the world. It consists of a set of interpretive, material practices that make the world visible. These practices transform the world. (Denzin & Lincoln, 2005, p. 3) I like the idea that qualitative research transforms the world, although I’m not sure it always does, sitting in library stacks, filed away. Perhaps a marker of good research is in how and what kind of difference it makes to those who receive it, or to the world it affects. Social transformation and justice is an intended outcome of much feminist research. Marjorie DeVault (1999) describes qualitative feminist methodology as engaging three main points: 1) ‘excavation’ to “reveal the locations and perspectives of women,” 2) seeks a science that minimizes “harm,” leveling hierarchies in research relationships to disarm exploitive research processes towards women, 3) support research of “value” to women, “leading to social change or action beneficial to women” (p. 30-31). The category of “women” upon which I rely in the term “Women’s Spirituality” is a contested one within feminist theory and methodology. There can be no “global, homogeneous, unified feminism...qualitative feminist research…problematizes women’s diverse situations as well as the gendered institutions and historical structures that frame those” (Olesen, 2005, p. 236). Qualitative feminist research wants to “realize social justice for women (and men)” (p. 236). Just as feminism and feminist methodologies have influenced the academy, so too does the academy shape them. Virginia Olesen (2005) wonders how far feminist research can further transform academic disciplines and research. Now within the grip of fiscal restraints in academic settings and the movement of a neo-liberal economy into academia (Coté, Day, & de Peuter, 2007), this rings true to my own inquiry within Women’s Spirituality as an emergent field of study. Does Women’s Spirituality remain isolated in willing and passionate pockets of expertise? Can it move and morph into extended forms? How does this work translate into job recruitment, tenure and acceptance of publications? My own future lies in the terrain of such feminist research problematics. Especially in regards to the notion of an emergent but little accepted role of spiritualized perspectives and epistemologies within academic and attending 32  qualitative research practices. Denzin and Lincoln (2005) explain that multiple theoretical paradigms claim ‘use’ of qualitative research in many academic disciplines (p. 7). They discern a series of eight historical “moments” in its deployment. Qualitative research has its origins in 1900s ethnographic fieldwork steeped in the European colonial task to study the “foreign Other...who stood in the way of white settlers” (p. 2). This has culminated in the eighth moment, concerned with a now post-colonial consciousness that acknowledges the “development of sacred textualities” (p. 3). Between these moments lies the early work of second-wave feminism within “blurred genres” (1970-1986) of qualitative research in post-positivist arguments, undoing the limits of the modernist subject, reframing who and what was defined as a subject worthy of study, including women themselves. This resulted in “crises of representation” of research voices, the need to locate the researcher her-self within reflexive texts, and a push towards the “narrative turn” with a concern for storytelling (p. 3). As a corrective, post-colonial stance within qualitative research, I recognize the need to “decolonize methodology” as identified by Indigenous scholar Linda Tuhiwai Smith (2006). Tuhiwai Smith discusses the ways in which “scientific research is implicated in the worst excesses of colonialism” (p. 1). She conducts research within her own Indigenous Maori community in New Zealand, working to decolonize methodology so that her research is of value to the people/subjects of study themselves, working from Maori ways of knowing in “oracy, debate...structured silences” (p. 14). I draw from this decolonization of research methods in my own approach to researching within the Women’s Spirituality education community. I seek ways to meaningfully interact with my mentors, colleagues and peers, working for the research to be of benefit (to all beings), and to give back to the community itself. Autobiography and the narrative turn: Life writing and métissage Healing begins when we shine some light, however initially feeble upon that which has been hidden and silenced. With disclosure, cycles of violence may be stopped. When we as individuals are less fractured and fearful, angry and possessive, we can participate in movements for peace and social justice in more wholesome and fruitful ways. (Aptheker, 2006, p.7) I follow a narrative turn within research methodology, conscious of “knowledge as 33  ethical practice” (Fernandes, 2003, p. 83). As a scholar, I am more than a witness to the research process, directly experiencing my inquiry as opposed to remaining an objective observer. I work to break through traditional hierarchies and power relations so that my research might work as a liberatory praxis. I acknowledge the healing I seek within my own life path, just as the women in this study share their stories of rupture, fragmentation and the re-storing/re-storying of selves. I disclose self-location by telling stories about my-self and others within my life, engaging autobiography and life writing as research methodology. In “Feminism and Autobiography: Texts, Theories, Methods” (Cosslett, Lury, & Summerfield, 2000), autobiography is noted as the “display of self-knowledge through the creation and presentation of stories about the self” (p.1). In a feminist context, Cosslett et al. highlight questions around the inter-subjective nature of these stories, the value of representing experience, and the implications of representing the self for “attribution” of agency and “responsibility” for further action (p. 2). Curriculum theorist Janet Miller (2005) tackles the question of autobiographic research in education by disrupting the notion that author can find an “authentic” voice. Miller understands autobiography as a practice that calls “attention to interpretations as always incomplete, always caught up in repression, always interminable” (p. 53). According to Miller, the ‘self’ is fragmentary. Autobiography makes visible social and cultural processes that frame the elusive and fragmented nature of the self. I take her elaboration of curriculum scholar William Pinar’s autobiographic method of currere as an “examination of relations among life history, school knowledge, and intellectual development...a queer phenomena...theory that is not…typical within the academy given the positivist or post-positivist social science frameworks that still gird most theory, practice and curriculum norms in education” (Miller, 2005, p. 224). Currere as conceptualized by curriculum theorists William Pinar and Madeline Grumet (1976), theorizes and practices autobiography as a “self-reflective method.” A four-fold process of “regression, progression, analysis and synthesis” is followed in order to understand “individual existential educational experiences of institutional and societal structures” (HasebeLudt, Chambers, & Leggo, 2009, p. 31). Pinar (2009) later writes about processes of “selfformation” within his biographical historical study of the lives of educators living “Passionate Lives in Public Service.” I echo Pinar’s call for attention to self-stories and autobiography in understanding self-formation through education and life processes. Through such methodology the educational researcher re-stories and restores lives within educational experience, following 34  a relational currere of individual life forces that co-illuminate the social, political, spiritual and economic realities of society. Currere and biographic work highlight the unfathomable truth of how we as human beings are caught “above all else” in “succession and duration” (Huebner in Pinar, 2009, p. 155). The truth above all else is that we are born, we live, we die—life has its limits. And ‘hopefully’ we love and are loved. Educational researchers Erika Hasebe-Ludt, Cynthia Chambers and Carl Leggo (2009) call for an extended autobiographical practice of “Life Writing…as an Ethos for our Times.” “Our times” are lived within modern conditions of immigration, colonial displacement, migration and death by war, and the shifting social-cultural sands of economies within overwrought or depleted ecologies. The lives of children and educators are played out day-to-day in this foreground and background of our inheritance. Life writing as an autobiographical writing practice addresses the educational literacy and curriculum challenges of knowing ourselves and others as economically, racially, socially, religiously-spiritually, sexually (and all such categories of identity) diverse beings in classrooms. Life writing educators and researchers work to care-fully craft self-stories. As autobiographical research, life writing is a relational and ethical process. Researchers have eyes on community engagement, and the potential socialcultural transformation of communities so that all people can contribute and benefit fully within society. This practice draws from women writers of self-stories who write liberatory texts from the conditions of their own lives (e.g. Gloria Anzaldua, Hélène Cixous). The aim of life writing, as an extension of autobiography, is to create understanding and interconnection among people by “enlarging empathy and imagination, and expanding knowledge about self and other” (Hasebe-Ludt et al., p. 29) within classrooms and beyond. My contribution to this methodology draws greatly from an inspirited understanding of life writing, where ‘inspirit’ is to put to life, to encourage. Artist and educator Barbara Bickel with dancer Tannis Hugill note that “all creative acts are sacred and bring us closer to the Divine” (in press, n.p.). Writing can be a creative force of seeking after the divine, of reckoning with the fates, as I enter the unknown with this page each day. Not only working for communication of the conditions and circumstances of lives in research, in life writing I work towards communion of/with such. Communion and transmission are instances of transport between self and other when a larger meaning is grasped and the interrelation of lives becomes apparent/transparent. We see ourselves in the other, no matter the differences. I am not alone in this work, I cannot do this work alone. 35  Cosslett et al. (2005) point to the relationality of autobiographic writing as leading to the experience of intersubjectivity in autobiography and life writing, “the ways in which all selves are structured by interactions with others” (p. 7). Self and society are not separable categories. I would add that ‘spirituality’ cannot be reduced to a purely ‘self-centred’ or ‘social-centred’ sphere. In my own work and life I find my-self only in relation to other selves. I note this path in the “community of truth” of Women’s Spirituality curriculum and thesis writing. Several others are present, are in co-presence with each-other, as each woman speaks, listens and writes herself to being among others. As in Buddhist prayers that praise the Buddha, Dharma and Sangha, the Sangha, or community, is integral to the individual path towards ‘enlightenment.’ Sangha represents the community of seekers who work with and support each other towards the ‘truth.’ The Sangha is an overlooked aspect of Buddhism within the West as noted by Western Tibetan Buddhist nun Tenzin Palmo, “the Sangha is rarely seen to be as important as the other aspects of refuge” (Palmo in Hart, 2003, p. 2009). Palmo relates the story of Ananda and the Buddha: The Buddha again and again praised good company….There is one sutra where Ananda says he thinks that on the whole, good companionship is at least half of the spiritual path. The Buddha says, “No, it’s the whole of the spiritual path.” (Palmo in Hart, 2003, p. 206) I am in “good company” with the co-participants of this study. I am not alone in this work, I cannot do this work alone. The biographic materials of each woman’s story that they shared with me that I listened with, transcribed and crafted into stories, can be understood as relational oral history research, and a “social justice project” (Janesick, 2010, p. 1). I work to meet feminist social justice goals in my study by weaving the storied lives of women as the central contents of this dissertation. As in the feminist research principles identified by DeVault (1999), I “reveal the locations and perspectives of women” (p. 30-31). These stories and philosophies live at the peripheries of dominant educational practices. Struggle, hope and the ability for cultural transformation dwell within such peripheries. These are “limitrophic” (Garnier, personal communication, 2011) edges of culture where knowledge-praxis awakens and disperses. As activist and educator Bettina Aptheker (2006) notes about feminist biographic practices, “the personal is political—or, more precisely, the personal reveals the political” (p. 6). I document our lives through oral history research, engaging the tools of “interviews, observation, document analysis…digital photography and videotaping” (Janesick, 2010, p. 4), to 36  produce a mini “collective oral history” (p. 2). This memory project documents in a particular time and place the influence and ideals of the WSMA, through faculty and student alumni’s stories, spoken in plain language as intimate conversation between each woman and myself. I craft the transcripts of each narrative to convey red threads and insights of the stories as told to me. The weaving in this dissertation of “red threads” from my co-participant’s stories was inspired by the practice of “literary métissage” developed as an arts-based research methodology within the life writing practice of the trio, Erika Hasebe-Ludt, Cynthia Chambers and Carl Leggo (2009). Having worked as a research assistant with these educational researchers during the tenure of my dissertation research, I was able to absorb and extend my own life writing practice. Weaving my co-participants oral narratives into selective themes of “red threads,” I draw from the articulation of métissage as, a contact zone where dialogue among multiple and mixed socio-cultural, racial, (trans)national and gendered groups can occur. This exchange of ideas and insights— arising from lived experience—constitutes a new space and practice for curriculum inquiry. (Hasebe-Ludt et al., 2009, p. 35) Métissage is derived from, “the Latin mixticius, meaning the weaving of a cloth from different fibres (Mish, 1990)” (Hasebe-Ludt & Jordan, 2010, p. 2). Metis is a mythological figure of skill and craft, and of cunning. Trickster-like, she has transformative powers. She is also the ancient Greek Titaness, a mythical figure of primordial wisdom. Descended from Gaia and Uranus, she was later swallowed by Zeus. Add to this that the “Métis” are peoples of Canada descended from Aboriginal and European intermarriages and relationships. “Métissage, derived from these origins, is an artful craft and practice, an active political, literary and pedagogical strategy for negotiating conflicting or dichotomous value systems, a praxis that might also uncover the swallowed wisdom of lost or forgotten origins” (p. 2-3). Thus, I cross borders of all kinds in my story-tellings and sharings. As an artist who engages textiles, I love the metaphor of weaving and undertake its literal, embodied practice to produce the cloth of the research. I wind, unwind and weave red thread, alongside the storied texts of my co-participants in order to recover such multifarious wisdom and celebrate its practices. Sacred story threads Threads, threads, threads. I really attend to women’s oral histories and biographies as 37  helpmate to my own life path, in exaltation of theirs, following events and ruminations of women’s unfoldings. Working with stories of others in this doctoral study, I read and take up the notion of “namtar,” or sacred biography as defined by American Tibetan Buddhist practitioner Tsultrim Allione (2002). The namtar are “specifically geared for those on a spiritual quest in the way that someone about to climb a mountain would seek out the chronicles of someone who had made that climb before” (Allione, 2000, p.131). Sacred biography provides “guidance and inspiration to the aspirant...leading toward enlightenment” (p. 132). I further note Women’s Spirituality books such as Vicki Noble’s “Shakti Woman” (1991), and Luisah Teish’s “Jambalaya” (1985), as life writing texts that communicate spiritual teachings, while documenting and telling self-stories. Both texts engage life writing to illustrate and define series of practices that each woman embodies and is simultaneously teaching to other women. Experience and self-text are thus a praxis of education. I crave embodied story and its exchange in my own learning and teaching. I think of reading collections of women’s stories and sacred biographies, such as Michele Jamal’s “Shape Shifters: Shaman Women in Contemporary Society” (1987), and Hilary Hart’s “The Unknown She: Eight Faces an Emerging Consciousness” (2003), at specific needed points in my life. These anthologies document and tell series of narratives of contemporary spiritual women, from the perspective of the researcher who has collected the stories. Jamal and Hart track the contemporary divine as it is lived through the female and feminine within women’s lives as spiritual leaders in their communities. Storytelling is the central feature of the research methodology called “Organic Inquiry.” I engaged this methodology in my MA research in the WSMA. The originators of this methodology, Jennifer Clements, Dorothy Ettlings, Dianne Jenett & Lisa Shields wanted room for what they called “feminine creativity” (1998, p. 115), following a desire to find a “personal and sacred voice” (p. 114) within research. They co-developed a framework for Organic Inquiry by incorporating techniques from the transpersonal worldview they were being educated within, including: sharing stories and experiences as a context of transformation for both teller and listener, deep listening, minimizing research hierarchies, body-based spiritual practices, creative expression, and the mystical ‘grace’ of setting intentional space with chants or meditation (Jenett, 2004, p. 3). Central to an Organic Inquiry is the experience and story of the researcher herself, from which the inquiry grows and is nurtured. Grounding narrative in the spiritual, I draw from Organic Inquiry by overtly 38  incorporating liminal states into the research process by attending to my dreams and visions. Organic Inquiry is especially oriented to topics related to “psycho-spiritual growth” (Clements, 2004, p. 27). Limen denotes the threshold, where the researcher crosses beyond ego to gather experiences of “a seemingly beneficial impact, often accompanied by feelings of awe and a sense of direct intent on part of spiritual source” (p. 27). Within Organic Inquiry, liminal and spiritual experiences are settings for transformative change. The ultimate goal of the research is transformation of the researcher, the participants, and the readers of the study. Though I draw from characteristics of Organic Inquiry, I do not employ the full method wherein I might analyze my data (stories) through a process of interjecting written reflections, re-writing co-participant stories in my own voice, or taking excerpts from others’ stories in order to illuminate my points. Instead, I engage and weave my co-participants’ directly spoken stories after careful crafting and editing, with my life writing depictions of practices we undertook together, through a literary “métissage” of texts. I maintain the speaking voices of my co-participants from our shared conversations, evoking their unique personalities as a documentary text. I add to this ‘mix’ my own autobiographic life writing texts on WSMA education. Importantly, storytelling and life writing, which are central to this study as research, evoke a necessary reiteration of feminists such as Audre Lorde (1984) and Adrienne Rich (1977) who combined autobiographical and theoretical writing in accessible ways. Using a personal voice in research is central to my own inquires as I situate within streams of feminist researchers. My conceptual and artistic research process strains towards the metaphoric and poetic, grounded and illustrated by personal story and others’ stories, arising from lived experiences and shared telling(s). Dreaming women writing Calling from small self to big Self, I understand my own life as metamorphosis of a dream-body in believing in my own perceptions and following them, a tricky business in the small scheme of things, a necessary business in the larger one. The birth process of coming up from water and into air is my research and writing itself, accepting and birthing self and selves as a job of life. As described by process-oriented psychologist Arnold Mindell (1993), it takes a lot of energy to master the tactile, primary processes of “doings of this world” (p. 81). People tend to repress secondary processes of dreams, intuitions, synchronicity, sudden visions, pains, 39  and unpredictable movements in the body (p. 80). Commonly thought of as beyond the five senses of seeing, hearing, smelling, tasting and touching, secondary processes call to the relations of being bodies in the world with others, both human and more-than-human. I attend to dreams and visions because they answer, in so many words, this relational call within a still sensory process of every day life. And there is the problem (or ecstasy) of writing to be dealt with in methodology—the aching of coming to voice in my work, of getting words and vision on page. This having vision and words on a page has something to do with the larger project of my study in which women’s words, experiences, voices, stories, ways of knowing are made central. An inspiriting, as in “to breath” and “to be inspired,” of education and research are underway. My co-participants are surely and peacefully going about the business of transforming themselves, each other and the world. These are transformations not only in epistemology or knowing, but in acts of symbol and language, having a way into knowing through words and art, and what constitutes female embodiments of this speaking. This transformation of education, this spirituality of education, follows through with the project demarcated by feminist thinkers who call for new writing (Cixous, 1991; Moraga & Anzaldua, 1981). Describing the sense of working through who can write and what can be written, the shame and fear of crossing the real but invisible in a life of daily necessary tasks and service to others, poetic writer Hélène Cixous (1991) in “Coming to Writing,” speaks of having the “right reasons” to write, the ones that give you the “right” to write. Being female and Jewish in French-occupied Algeria, she felt she had “no roots…Diaspora effect” and “no legitimate tongue” (p. 15). Her writing did not emerge from ‘reason’ but was “a passion, something shameful-and disturbing: one of those violent characteristics with which I was afflicted” (p. 9). Cixous continues, Writing is reserved for the chosen. It surely took place in a realm inaccessible to the small, the humble, to women…Writing spoke to its prophets from a burning bush. But it must have been decided that bushes wouldn’t dialogue with women (p. 13-14). Gloria Anzaldua (1981), in “This Bridge Called my Back: Writings of Radical Women of Color,” states, “Who am I, a poor Chicanita from the sticks, to think I could write?” (p. 163). Moving from silence, from the body which “distracts, sabotages with a hundred ruses, a cup of coffee, a pencil to sharpen” (p. 170), Anzaldua implores women to write. “Writing is dangerous because we are afraid of what writing reveals: the fears, the angers, the strengths of a woman 40  under triple or quadruple oppressions. Yet in that very act lies our survival because a woman who writes has power” (p. 171). Cixous (1991) continues, “Sinking into your own night, being in touch with what comes out of my body as with the sea, accepting the anguish of submersion...this is a feminine pleasure” (p. 57).  Writing my-self And here is my own perfect day for writing, so write. The daylight fills my room just so from two large windows facing south and west. It is our bedroom where I write within the relational ache of being and working in this bedroom/office, the bed still warm from sleep and the comfort of two bodies as if I could fall into it again. My children are at school and my husband at work following schedules that delineate my own daily tasks of tending lives. I have to get myself back to writing over and over again. I have to get myself back into this other world while the apartment is empty of the beings I am pre-occupied with and love. The apartment is empty? The presences of my family surround me and pull with their threads. Given these relational factors, a space to write is possible, and from such threads I draw my meaning. I conjure another space, sideways from, or adjacent to, the life I live. My fingers on this keyboard seek letters and words to create the text. But I never learned to type properly. My husband and children often tease me about how I look on the computer. My one, two or three fingers peck vigorously and madly across the keyboard at high speed. I keep up with the words in my head in this haphazard way. I did not learn to type during my 1980s high school years. Though I was raised with the feminist ideal of career choice for women in being able to become anything I wanted, I was resisting becoming a secretary, the most visible working-class occupation of the women I grew up with. It seemed like being a secretary was what you had to become, rather than what you might have chosen to become. I feared becoming a secretary in the same way I feared teenage pregnancy or abortion. Could you survive them? It was as if these female initiations marked some end to the achievement of the possible self. I never learned to type. Who or what is one typing or birthing for? Now I note the undervalued nurturing qualities of secretarial work, how so many women keep businesses and institutions organized, filed, fed and running smoothly. Such tasks, like mothering and birthing, make the world work. The shadow side of this gift is its exploitation, a lack of voice or value given it. 41  Thus without typing I wrote all my poetry long hand into notebooks and still do, handwriting into notebooks for deep thoughts, insights and complaints. As a teenager with my bedroom door closed, I added quiet candlelight, enacting some ancient sacred rite so that my consciousness could flow onto the page. My pen pressed hard, I wrote as if to work the text into stone. Left-handed, the ink smeared across the page and onto the side of my hand. Now, I take this keyboard and write loudly through my day, while at other times I cook, feed, tend, wash, organize, read to, and especially talk and listen with children—the life of us householders. I am living, mothering, typing, writing and professing all at once. I suppose that anyone coming to sit and be with this page faces the dilemma of staying with the work and the unknown of how it will come out. At the edges of writing is the suggestion of freedom. Voices whisper their being in archeo-logic layers of words, past and future. Who or what is one typing or birthing for? The suggestion of freedom is perhaps what I am most terrified of. There is the freedom of what is possible, of what is new (and old) in the act of commiting words to the page. I keep typing, sensing the presence of something vast and not yet imagined. Art and communion Arts-based research extends the use of autobiographic and life writing materials into visual, tactile, expressive forms of research. I follow a culture of inquiries, or arts-based research methodologies from my UBC Education coursework and faculty, those of “living” (Meyers, 2006), “performative” (Fels, 1999), and “narrative” (Leggo, 2008) inquiry. These inquiries approximate directions of research within Women’s Spirituality itself as embodied and relational practices, bringing data alive through arts-based inquiries. Arts-based research works across academic disciplines by employing the arts, through genres such as writing, poetry, visual art and performance, to convey meanings and experiences of the human condition within research (Knowles & Cole, 2008; Leavy, 2009; Springgay, Irwin, Leggo, & Gouzouasis, 2008). Arts-based research can be considered a “milestone in the evolution of qualitative research methodologies” (Knowles & Cole, 2008, p. xii) in how it extends the definition of what constitutes qualitative research methodologies through visual, performative, and poetic streams of inquiry. The complexity of my own research process engages multiple layers of qualitative, experiential and arts-based practices and procedures. I extend my artistic practice into this 42  dissertation inquiry through an arts-based textile, performance and ritual piece entitled, “Red thread in the forest.” My ideas and research flow from an ongoing living inquiry that is embedded in the conditions of my life in relation to others, and my pursuit of particular callings. These callings draw me to express the multiple subject positions I work from in this study, noted as artist, midwife/healer, mother, researcher/oral historian, writer and spiritual practitioner. Attending to these multiple locations of my life, I work within a “living inquiry” as defined by Karen Meyer (2006) in “attention to what goes on in daily life.” In its most direct form this “awareness” calls us to inquire into the “what is” of lived experience (p. 156). How and what I write in my thesis forms the body of communication of my research findings. Yet I want to trouble the notion of “communication” in research and art. Canadian artist Charles Gagnon schooled me as a professor of photography and visual art through my undergraduate years at the University of Ottawa. He said of “art” and “communication” that: Many people...regard art as a form of communication. That provides a justification for art and a social function for the artist: to transmit a message that is accessible to the general public. I’ve always said – and perhaps it’s the only thing worth saying – that art is not a means of communication but a form of communion. I think that people commune with an artwork, not because they have prepared themselves to do so, but because they are particularly receptive. This has nothing to do with intelligence or with culture or with knowledge. It’s something else. Fishermen feel it when they gaze upon the sea. (Gagnon, in Godmer, 2002, italics mine) Charles died in 2003, 68 years old. I read of his death in an issue of “Canadian Art” magazine. I carefully cut out the obituary and taped it above my writing desk. A small image of one of his paintings, white, shades of soft blue, swaths of paint across a canvas, strong hints of green speak from corners—a dull ache, tears, simultaneous sense of loss and recognition of his work within me. We hadn’t spoken since he had given me a reference for a bursary for a summer institute in loom weaving at the Chicago Art Institute, years before. I was then in the midst of my post BFA midwifery work and study in Vancouver, BC, still childless days of my young adulthood. I got the bursary for the Chicago course. I should have gone, but I didn’t. I felt I couldn’t come up with the rest of the money to get there. Charles was fascinated with my decision to learn to weave as an extension of my art practice. He was always curious and encouraging, always within his own practice, relaying this and that interesting detail about this and that artist, his first question, what are you making and thinking Nané? The consummate mixed-media 43  artist, a painter-photographer, he was my teacher who had mentored me into art making and photography in ways I didn’t understand until the moment of reading of his death. I don’t think I knew he was my teacher until I read of his death, now relegated to posthumous dialogue. In a flood of recognition, I gave up years of chastising myself for studying art in university and following further callings into obscure arenas such as lay midwifery and Women’s Spirituality. On Charles’ death, I understood something about the value of life, the value of knowing and being with certain people. I had been given a gift. This is a tenuous gift under near constant threat of erasure within the juggling of my own creative psyche, life path and pressures of the world. And so I pick up this word “communion” from Charles for my research now, picking up threads too of my artist self, who is really the one who feels and knows, as she gazes upon the sea. I am blurring the roles of artist and academic researcher, to write from emergent perspectives on functions of research within arts-based forms. Art can both lead research as a form of inquiry, and/or be a practice through which the researcher responds to it (Springgay, Irwin, Leggo, & Gouzouasis, 2008; Cole, Neilsen, Knowles, & Luciani, 2004). Can research commune itself to an audience rather then communicate (or both perhaps)? Summary of methodological reflections To conclude these methodological reflections, I summarize the characteristics of my research methodology: • This work is story-based: I tell stories of my-self and others through life writing and oral biographic narratives, written in the voices of the co-participants of this study, woven against my own life writing texts. • This work shares the details and reflections of the lives of study co-participants, including my own: I aim to increase and open understanding of the WSMA as education through its lived experience. I work to convey the variety and uniqueness of individual experiences and expressions of such. • This work is artful and performative: I engage and weave my textile and performance art practice into the final texts, bringing forward a spirited notion of red thread and weaving as a research methodology, holding and telling stories in evocative ways. • This work is embodied, relational and experiential: I am the central ‘body’ of this text in relation to other bodies, through and upon which the practices and research occur. I witness 44  the stories of others in relation to my own journey as a researcher, attending to my inner-life and everyday life in telling my stories and those of others. • This work is feminist, in relation to the sacred: I focus on women’s stories, as well as my own journey as a woman in the academy living and researching in relation to spirituality and the sacred. I work towards a text that extends or communes with understandings of such processes. • This work grows out of and towards praxis: if praxis is the process through which theory, skills or knowledge are embodied and practiced, then the proof of this research is in the affect and differing effects of the inquiry itself. Readers are invited to become co-journeyers of this text—are you moved, inspired, humbled, bothered, excited, fearful, angry, glad, sad, or joyous to see these ideas, words, images and stories on the page? Are you provoked to further actions and inquiries of your own? • This work loves writing, art, inquiry, and birth/life itself: my methodology follows from my practices of writing, visual and textile art, and the arts and science of midwifery in practices of being with-woman and in-communion.  45  Chapter Three: Conceiving Birth with the Philosopher-Midwife The femininity of a text can hardly be reined in or corralled. Who will bridle the divagation? Who will put the out side behind the wall? (Cixous, 1991, p. 57) Sitting in front of cardboard boxes containing Master of Arts theses in Women’s Spirituality at Dianne Jenett’s1 house, I realize I have it all wrong. I am on a pre-research reconnaissance trip in December 2007. I feel like my lit reviews in education cannot hold the work I am sitting in front of. A figure I decide to call the ‘philosopher-midwife’ beckons me from the edges of my mind, her intuitive apparition claims presence and prescience of my task, pulling on ancient red threads of lost self-birthing arts. I feel only humbleness seated before such work as these women have given of themselves to their research and theses. Thesis titles include: “Lilith as Everywoman in Ancient Myth and Modern Midrash: Transforming a Demonized Eros,” by Deborah Grenn (1998), “The Moving Mirror: Authentic Movement as an Avenue to Healing from Sexual Abuse,” by Elena Azzoni (2002), and “Singing the World Awake: Inspiring Connection Between Humanity and Nature through the Musical Performance, Songs for Sagroda,” by Ann Carol Mitchell (2004). The list goes on with so many titles invoking healing, the sacred, transformation, female divinities, goddesses, Earth-love, inviolable women’s sexuality, sexuality reclaimed from abuse past and present, womb consciousness, and artistic, poetic and performative practices and inquiries. Women’s Spirituality is a container for these scholarly explorations and expressions. A liberatory sense of women’s storytelling, life writing and testimony is a theme in the combined works. It is as a sharing of lives through a crucible of transformation within education and research known as Women’s Spirituality. These works read as gifts to the reader, something offered of the self towards an-other self. The transformation and validation of this research is in the inquiry and praxis itself, the writing and the reading. It is as if the students, myself included, had these theses within them, waiting to emerge just so, before they even got to the gates of their Women’s Spirituality MA degrees. 























































 1  Dianne Jenett was and is a co-director of the Women’s Spirituality MA program when it was at New College of California, and now at the Institute for Transpersonal Psychology. Due to the demise of New College of California in 2008, the Women’s Spirituality Master of Arts program moved to the Institute of Transpersonal Psychology. For further reading on the situation at New College see: Redden, E. (2007).  46  The year 2007 was the first time I had been able to look at such theses together. I was in anticipation of inquiring with six women into our experiences of study within Women’s Spirituality. What is the course our lives have taken within and from such study? Reviewing WSMA thesis work seemed the place to begin to feel into the program itself from my new vantage as an educational researcher. I feel my way through this research. I may be situated as a thinker, but for this work, and the work of my heart, I am a thinker/feeler of the inquiry itself. Here is what I felt, sitting in front of the women’s theses: Throw out the books Nané. There are no guidebooks here. Where is the language for this work? Each woman has integrated something in her own unique way. The closest word I have for this is ‘healing’ through-with Women’s Spirituality. It is overwhelming to hold all of these journeys, to see the combined theses together. They are a chorus of voices—a choir even. I can feel the chorus of the women’s songs-gifts-callings from their own beings towards: the “other” of herself, the “other” of her teachers/mentors/thesis advisors, the “other” of her cohort of sister students, scholars, friends, the “other” of her intimates, lovers, children, family lives, ancestors, the “other” of divine callings, goddesses, spirits, the Earth and its elementals. There are so many others each woman writes for, through, with and against. There are so many others. Being with-woman, as mid-wife, I discern a surfacing of intricate curricular and pedagogical relationships in the women’s work, just as I myself had been held within these relationships. Parker Palmer (1993) writes of such a “community of truth” within “education as a spiritual journey,” where education is a “communal enterprise from the foundations up” (p. xix). A community of truth is defined by Palmer as “a rich and complex network of relationships in which we must both speak and listen, make claims on others and make ourselves accountable” (p. xii). In curriculum theory, the ‘course’ of Women’s Spirituality classrooms might be understood through the Latin derivative currere. Curriculum theorist and art educator Rita Irwin (2003), commenting on analysis of currere by Pinar and Grumet (1976) notes ‘currere’ as active and contextual. The meaning of curriculum opens “to shift the focus away from text to an individual’s experience and the influence of the social milieu on that experience” (Irwin, 2003, p. 2). Currere understands that everyday experience, the breath and vital force that animates who we are as socially and culturally situated, time-bound beings, birthing, living and dying, in 47  relationship with others upon this Earth, is tied to the text and flesh of classroom spaces. Text and classrooms are vital relational trans-actions between the beings who encounter each other therein, the inner and outer workings of life as education. On further examination of the Women’s Spirituality theses before me, I see the title by Polly Wood, “The Menstrual Origins of Money: Radical Economics in the Presence of the Divine Sacred Feminine” (circa 2005). Polly works etymologically with the same root for curriculum but through its meaning as “currency” (p. 62). Building on the metaformic theory of Judy Grahn (1993), Wood contends the Latin currentum, which as currere means “to run” finds its roots in the running of menstrual blood as the origins of human consciousness. Human menstrual bleeding, as it entrains with the moon itself as cyclic time (mense – as in: to measure), was the first currency to enact reciprocity between “the earliest humans and the world they inhabited” (Wood, circa 2005, p. 63). The course I am running in my doctoral inquiry holds this expanded meaning of currere and curriculum towards blood thinking and consciousness. As such, how am I making my-self as a thinker and a researcher, coming into the larger field of Education? Who am I as re-searcher in this re-search? The notion of birth becomes central, or already was, to my research process. Birth as real, as more then a metaphor, the pull of its earthly constitution brought me to and through Women’s Spirituality as education. Before undertaking my WSMA, I had been working in community-based, lay midwifery, attending home and hospital births. I had also been caring for women in their homes post-birth (postpartum), guiding, feeding, holding and supporting this vulnerable, overwhelming stage of life. I like to think of the larger context of birth, what is it to know birth as a force within a woman’s life, within all lives? To see natality for what it is, as we are each born into this life, born into this moment of time through our mothers. Unmediated consciousness of birth seems asleep within the dominant culture, or buried somewhere deep within us. Yet such simple fact is attended to over and over by the midwife, her prayer and continuance. Birth comes with a knowing of the fragile beauty we each are, set into a web of others by our mother’s task. Thealogin Carol Christ (2004), in reviewing the work of Melissa Raphael (1999), speaks of the emergence of goddess feminism from “Radical Feminism,” in its celebration of female difference from the male body and imaginary (p. 69). I attend to female difference in my research. Within the woman-centred education of Women’s Spirituality, this difference is accorded value, agency and acknowledgement. Christ goes on to note that radical feminism has often been dismissed in academic and theoretical circles through the label of “essentialism.” She 48  notes that this charge misses larger implications of the recovery of the female body and femalecentred symbolism, which is not a simple re-inscription of patriarchal conceptions of such. Working through the persona of philosopher-midwife that is emerging within my scholarship, I can and do attend to the female body and text, to the female who is birth-giver, and to the conditions under which such birth is given within education and the academy in a post-patriarchal sense. The midwife is with-woman, and by extension she is with life. I see no slippage between the midwife who attends birth, and the philosopher-midwife researcher who attends to her research within a mode of holistic ‘care.’ The philosopher-midwife reclaims what was lost, or buried in male-centric, phallic (patriarchal) layering. She is open to the birthing of the new, of new realities and imaginations. There are levels, or layers, to my conception, with its dual meaning of “concept” (the idea) and “to conceive” (within the womb), of this philosopher-midwife. These layers include what might be understood as literal truth in acknowledgement of the birth act in reality. In this reality, as the midwife sees it, birth is not appropriated from its female origins as it has been within both religious and secular notions of ‘birth.’ The birth of a nation, of an idea, and to be born again, loses the original reference point from which all such metaphor and metaforms (Grahn, 1993) are drawn, that of coming into being from inside the bodies of our mothers. I call upon rich layers of embodied analogy of actual birth as an approach to my own research process within Women’s Spirituality and the field of Education. In her book “Introducing Theology: Discourse on the Goddess,” Melissa Raphael (1999) writes, “for throughout the world, the worship and symbolism of female divinity seems to have preceded the worship and symbolism of male divinity.” She continues in brackets with the statement: “(probably because the awesome mystery of new life comes from female, not male, bodies)” (1999, p. 75, italics mine). Raphael evokes for us what is common and obvious about our embodiment, how the gestation of life is given from within female bodies and origination. Why the need to bracket this statement and contain it as a probability? Raphael’s brackets belie hesitancy towards this fact-of-life. Birth from the female is an unspoken truth, assumed, yet something to be hinted at and not directly confronted. I contend that these brackets meet the limits of language, Western philosophy, and modern cognitive awareness in the ability to theorize the human capacity for gestation and birth from within a dominant patriarchal paradigm. Women are, in a sense, the source of life. Birth is a primordial, re-generating energetic 49  event, so often ignored. Birth is an act of profound agency and wisdom that needs to be recuperated from histories of control and simultaneous appropriation of its sacred power. Conditions of gestation and birth mark ongoing, fluid processes of creativity within which we are literally born, live, regenerate, and die as beings. I suggest that we can only understand what birth is at a symbolic level by listening to, fully incorporating, and honouring its real experience by women as sacred and central to human existence. And there are all the births not taken through miscarriages, abortions and baby deaths that women so equally carry within them. These deaths-in-birth are often stigmatized, silenced, yet held in the cells of body memory and life itself. Birth-giving is a complex, physical-emotional-mental-spiritual, immanently present, transcendently transporting, bodied, fluid-leaking, blood dripping, raw, intense, trance-inducing, gripping, serious or funny, orgasmic, painful, ecstatic entrance into life. Its free expression requires a condition of surrender and can manifest explicit, overwhelming love. We do not ‘do’ birth—birth does us. Carol Christ (2003) identifies how the Western philosophical and theological focus on mortality and immortality ultimately rejects and ignores birth giving (p. 207). Gestation and birth are the metaphorical blind-spots of textual inquiries that focus on a singular figure of a male-paternal God, much as Mary Daly points to in her radical “metaethics” (1978). Feminist philosopher and once midwife Mary O’Brien (1981) speaks of how we have no philosophies of birth comparable to the force with which death and mortality have been taken up within what she calls “male-stream thinking” (p. 20), Birth was at one time important in a symbolic way to theological visions, mostly with a view to depreciating women’s part, and rendering it passive and even virginal, while paternity took on divine trappings. Reproductive process is not a process which malestream thought finds either ontologically or epistemologically interesting on the biological level. (O’Brien, 1981, p. 20-21) This denial or ignorance of birth within the Western historical trajectory is rooted, “replayed, reenacted…and taught” (Christ, 1997, p. 67) in complex historical, socio-cultural and spiritual terrains of the human dialectic of male/female embodiments. Birth giving capacities of women have been regulated and simultaneously denigrated within patriarchal family systems and accompanying religious traditions (Rabuzzi, 1994). Asserting the necessary physical materiality of life as having sacred dimensions, eco-feminist writers recognize the denigration of female, 50  birth-giving bodies. They point towards a dualistic and hierarchical equation of women with body-nature-Earth, and men with mind-culture-Spirit (Diamond & Orenstein 1990; Mellor, 1997). Working beyond this notion of bodily shame, womanist midwife and Women’s Spirituality scholar Arisika Razak (1990) proposes that birth act “as the nucleus around which to build a paradigm for positive human interaction” (p. 166). Understanding birth as a “universal and central aspect of human existence” (p. 166), Razak describes the emotional significance of birth for all humans. Significant to this act is that regardless of what sex we are born we all pass through female bodies to arrive earth-side. Razak, a midwife, draws from the act of birth a fuller meaning of what it is to have human consciousness connected to and through others. “Birth is the primary numinous event. It is our major metaphor for life and coming to being” (p. 168). Using “human-scale technology,” Razak talks about midwifery as the oldest profession, as a prototype of a field “of, by, and for the people,” a “person holistically rooted within her community” (p. 170). As midwife and thinker, this essential category of reproduction fascinates me within a trajectory of further global feminist thought. What is our ability as feminists across cultures and subject positions concerned with transforming women’s oppression(s) and freedom(s) to think through what birth means? Can we go beyond Simone de Bouvoir’s (1949) signaling of reproduction as biological slavery to the human species? If birth is simply servitude, then women’s only freedom lies in joining the productive social, cultural and economic realm that has been dominated by men. The Western liberal project of feminism has been critical to my own and other women’s lives as liberatory social change, being able to enter economic spheres of work and education as I do. Yet the full capacity of birth from within the female has not been integrated into this “culture” from a female-based perspective, nor taken opportunity to transform it. Drawing the terms reproduction and production from political philosophy, Mary O’Brien (1981) examines what the procreating human female does as work in the world of material relations. Both sexes contribute to production of goods, culture, trade, yet one sex has the larger role to play in reproduction. There is a fear that celebrating ‘biology’ reduces women to reproductive and biological capacities where women’s social roles are constrained yet again in the fundamentalist sense that biology-is-destiny. Yet this charge of essentialism relies on a too tidy categorization or dichotomy of “nature” and “culture” in the sense that women’s 51  reproductive capacities have no culturally determining power or inherent value. The corrective is that there is agency in birthing that has not been accounted for, or perhaps fleshed out enough. The “fleshy metaphysics” of Christine Battersby (1998, p.1), examines the question of what it might mean, through analysis of various thinkers within Western philosophy, to put the female, birth-giving subject at the centre of self-understanding. Battersby does not infer nor concur that “all women can or ‘should’ give birth,” (p. 7) but points to how “philosophers have notably failed to address the ontological significance of the fact that selves are born” (p. 3). Birth and birth-giving are the most slippery of concepts for any well meaning thinker who seeks to counter dominant discourses of such. Birth is a wet, slippery, living ontology, wet like baby emerging from between mother’s legs, gushing fluid, blood liquid and logic all over the place. In modern day-to-day North American lives, actual birth giving body-minds are largely regulated by medical and technological interventions. There is a dearth of religious and spiritual discourse to reflect the creative and intense female experience of actual birth-giving. Yet many women experience birth-giving as a specific embodied, spiritual event (Lin, 2008; Maloney, 2007), potent with ecstatic and sensation filled possibilities beyond everyday experience. The mystery is in the experience. Goddess feminism and thealogy draw from women’s lived experiences to flesh out the contours of textual, ritual, and liturgical creations. Thealogin Paul Reid-Bowen (2007) asks, “what kind of metaphysic…may be derived from a subject position that is, at least potentially, understood to possess the ability to give birth?” (p. 51). Like Battersby’s fleshy metaphysics, fluid logic is philosopher Luce Irigaray’s challenge to binary logic (1992). Categories can exist, but not rigid ones. Fluids run and melt the rigidity and linearity of pure reason (Irigaray, in Canters & Jantzen, 2005). Fluid logic is an indicator in my own visions and dreams. Fluids ooze from visions of my computer screens, shifting and undulating forms to denote the nature of my quest. The philosopher-midwife calls to me from the domain of the “real,” what feminist philosopher Charlene Spretnak (1999) argues for as the “Resurgence of the Real” from modern ideologies of its denial. Spretnak argues that this denial has given rise to the crises of modernity—war, environmental devastation, over-industrialization, alienation and loss of meaning. The real IS the Earth and all of our relationships within it, an enlarged sense of ecology that is not just environmentalism but Earth of cosmological and spiritual significance. In Spretnak (1999), the real is rooted in “Body, Nature and Place,” a trinity of its ongoing manifestation. Mary O’Brien (1981) deftly analyses the fault of thinking birth is a ‘pure’ biological 52  process that is “all body and without mind, irrational or at least pre-rational” (p. 21). In O’Brien, human reproductive consciousness is inseparable from human consciousness, and birth must be philosophized from a female perspective. “We cannot analyze reproduction from the standpoint of any existing theory...what this means is that we must not only develop a theory, but a feminist perspective and a method of inquiry from which such a theory can emerge” (p. 23-24). Her reading of birth elucidates how reproduction as an organic function has not been understood “as an instance of human praxis” (p. 39). The facts of birth Sara Ruddick (1989) suggests looking at the “facts of birth with a welcoming, hopeful eye” in order to tell a maternal history of human flesh (p. 208). Ruddick notes that philosophers have been of little help in this arena. She critiques ‘reason’ as historically needing to be free of such birthing bodies, reducing birth to a source of irrational disorder. Ruddick comments on Hannah Arendt as taking up the concept of birth through natality.2 She notes that the focus is on the child, more than the women who has given birth: Natality, like mortality, is a condition of every human life. Unlike mortality, natality is expressed in distinctive relation to a particular woman. For every human, to experience full the “capacity rooted in birth” (from Arendt) requires imaginatively comprehending that particular relationship. Central to natality as Arendt and Elshtain conceive it are interwoven notions of beginning, action, difference, singularity, and promise. To these we can add maternal concepts of humility, trust, vulnerability, and protection, which characterize the birthing act. Birth is an act whose beginning and end can be neither predicted nor controlled. (Ruddick, 1989, p. 209, italics mine) Ruddick goes on to express the reciprocal relationship of birth, which is marked by a dissolution of boundaries as one being lives within another, emerging from within the other. Yet boundaries of mother and child are marked by difference, by “physical union in metaphysical separateness—is a crystallizing symbol not of self-loss but of self-structuring...Giver and recipient are engaged in mutual, active, interdependent creation” (p. 210). There is openness within Women’s Spirituality to address and theorize the body, women’s reproductive cycles and their spiritual energetics, mothering, and the social justice 























































  2  Mary O’Brien also notes the work of Hannah Arendt on natality. She calls Arendt a “female male supremacist” (1981, p. 9) for decontextualizing birth once again, and viewing childbirth as “animal.”  53  aspects of incorporating female worlds towards post-patriarchal social forms. Spirituality implies a sense of making meaning through these, or understanding there is meaning implicit in such experiential acts from which culture grows, maintains, re-educates, and even transforms itself. Thus, I follow a birth, midwifery and mothering inquiry further within Women’s Spirituality and the field of Education, and am not limited to singular biological, social, or psychological views of women giving birth. Women’s Spirituality ‘catches’ the integral baby of my sense(s), my red thread, blood meaning, the sacredness of women’s capacities and inner experience, the energetic boon of the midwife attending the freely birthing woman and baby, the intimate acts of joy, grief, regret, shame and disruption felt as women make, lose, work for, and give life. This writing is itself interrupted by long hours of care taking of children. Giving birth marked my own life and ability to perform individualized academic tasks such as this thinking and writing. I come to writing (Cixous, 1991) from years interspersed with two pregnancies, breastfeeding and caring for small children—immersed in fluids and fluidity. I combined being at home with children with graduate education and part-time jobs. In my equality minded marriage I am identified as the parent with the fluid, flexible schedule, at times responsible for a large part of the daily functional childcare. This role is also called mother, and involves what Sarah Ruddick (1989) identifies as “Maternal Thinking” in the vigilance of organizing, preparing and shuffling the lives of my children to the necessary points in their day, so that I appear to arrive at the necessary points in mine. Maternal thinking indicates the mind / body activity always at work within ‘the mother’ who is responsible not only for coordinating lives of children, but lives in ultimate realization of their vulnerability, is responsible for their safety and well being, carrying concern for and interest in them. Upon return to school, I lived the paradox of my need for public life through missing the constant presence of my children, aching for their small constant selves at my side. In our society such maternal thinking has become more and more localized within one or two parents. Extended collective communities of care for children, or other-mothers, does not often move beyond a few relatives, daycare, the primary school environment, and what social service practices are available within society when a mother cannot carry the work of thinking her children through each day. This work of maternal thinking is, of course, unpaid in the logic of capitalism. Luce Irigaray (1993/1987) speaks of this unpaid work as a “repression,” a “censorship of 54  the desire to trade” (p. 81). She links this repression to the unpaid work of activists and intellectuals in society. Thus, “infrastructure functions for free” (p. 86), and there is no recognition of this. Society is played out upon this free labour of women, what Irigaray calls a sacrificial understanding of women’s labour. Publication of Genevieve Vaughan’s (2004, 2007) work on “the gift” and gift economy in anthologies of essays approaches realizations of the value of this free infrastructure. The gift is understood to be a one-way process. As in the flow of life and blood fluids through the placenta from mother to child, and the flow of talking and language communication from mother to child, the gift does not approximate the exchange economy of “I’ll do something for you if you do something for me.” In such maternal thinking, the child is there and requires one’s immediate and constant giving or he/she will perish. The gift is also present in the Earth’s resources as a continual free stream of goods from which we draw our exchange economy in unmitigated taking. The original gift of the Earth, or the mother, is rendered invisible, though it forms the basis of exchange, production, or capital. Reciprocity of the gift lies in acknowledgement or ritualization of return to the Earth and to the mother herself, a sense of gratitude for what we take and keeping the balance in the cycle of life. This notion of reciprocity is currently lost from dominant economies of unlimited growth and exchange. Yet we are given the gift as the gift passes from us to others. I think of this gift, its female and earthly origins in the work that birth and mothers do. Irigaray (1993/1984) states that “sexual difference is one of the major philosophical issues, if not the philosophical issue, of our age” (p. 5). Sexual difference is played out in its most extreme example through the procreative and birth giving function of women. Irigaray does not reduce women to this fecundity, rather she sees the fecundity of “birth and regeneration...in the production of a new age of thought, art, poetry, and language: the creation of a new poetics,” (p. 5) an age that will come when women have fully articulated the needs of their difference from men from within their own subjectivity. She cites how political overtures have been made towards women—yet “no new values have been established” (p. 6). The philosopher-midwife works from the embodied state and lived negotiation of female sexual difference. Yet she is concerned with the whole—the baby, male or female, the father or other-mother(s), the family, the community, and the situation within which she supports the woman’s birthing to unfold. I want to undertake research with women, with life, conjuring this apparition of philosopher-midwife who opens to new, ancient understandings of such life-giving capacity and power. I am following what Irigaray (2007/1990) calls “women’s right to their own 55  spiritual becoming, a right in harmony with their sexed body instead of one that denies it in the name of an allegedly universal and neutral truth” (p. 88). The philosopher-midwife recognizes and assists the formation of these rights and rites, and the birth of new reality frames in the birth-work of cultural transformation.3  























































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Brief sections of this chapter appear in: Jordan, N. (in press). A poetics of the placenta.  56  Chapter Four: Study Design and Weavings San Francisco calling My doctoral study is based on trips to the ‘field’ of the San Francisco Bay area of California. Between 2007 and 2009, I made repeated visits to San Francisco from my home in Vancouver, BC, to meet with co-participants of this study. I wanted to work with my coparticipants in person because this research, as pilgrimage, reflects my own experiences of the travel, effort and commitment required to complete the WSMA in the first place. I re-turn, bridging and extending the knowledge I gained in undertaking this degree. I wanted to heal my susto (soul loss) and address my longing for continued connection with this women’s Sangha (community) by sustained contact with this place and people through trans-national inquiry. I wanted to nurture ongoing relationships by personally connecting with participants themselves in close conversations and practices within the sacred context of women’s collegial and working friendships. These friendships and this community are a necessarily nourishing, co-creative aspect of my ongoing research, life and spiritual path. Seven women, including myself, participated in this dissertation study into Women’s Spirituality graduate education, with a focus on the specialized Master of Arts degree located at New College of California, in the Mission district of San Francisco. All co-participants including myself are familiar with this program, being either student alumni or faculty. Another degreegranting program in Women’s Spirituality is located at the California Institute of Integral Studies, also based in San Francisco, where the WSMA degree originated. Though I am familiar with this program by proximity, I chose to centre this study on the New College WSMA and its faculty and alumni, basing my inquiry on our shared context. However, during the years that I undertook my study, New College of California, which opened in the 1970s as an alternative, progressive and socially responsive institution of higher learning from within American social justice movements and ideals, underwent political and financial turmoil, leading to its full closure by 2009. New College had run numerous Humanities-based and interdisciplinary graduate degree programs, a BA-completion program, an alternative law school and a teacher education program, all based on the motto of higher education for a “Just, Sacred and Sustainable World.” New College featured non-traditional education with “small enrolments, individualized instruction and a commitment to producing alumni engaged in socially responsible, if not fiscally rewarding, careers” (Redden, 2007). As I 57  commenced my doctoral studies, I watched with full emotions and a sense of loss as New College stood at its end. I watched a fully running progressive institution completely close its doors. My study followed the literal visual path of ‘closing doors’ as I found myself photo documenting the locked and inaccessible buildings of New College throughout my research trips. Pilgrimage in this case included a sense of farewell and funerary for an era of study.  Illustration 2: Jordan, Nané. (2009). Closing doors, New College of California. Valencia Street, San Francisco. The WSMA transcended this crisis through efforts of its co-directors, especially Dianne Jenett who has a scholarly background in the field of Transpersonal Psychology. Transpersonal Psychology incorporates spiritual dimensions of human experience in its field of study. The trans-personal – as in: ‘across,’ ‘between,’ and ‘among,’ validates and recognizes the importance of self-transcending, unifying, or expansive states of consciousness. These might be lived within mystical experiences, spiritual self-development, ritual and healing traditions, or by individuals, communities and world leaders who work from platforms of non-violence and love 58  in social transformation. These aspects of the psyche are often ignored by traditional Western psychology. Thus, within a spirituality valuing academic context, the WSMA was restored with its adjunct faculty, curriculum and course designs intact, in a transition of re-birth to the Institute of Transpersonal Psychology (ITP), located in Palo Alto, California. Nuances occur in this study as participants sometimes address experiences of working between locations, or within the new institution. In gratitude, the stream and lineage of the WSMA remains and grows. I began my study with an initial one-on-one, story-based, open-ended interview with each woman. We then undertook an experiential “practice” together that was based upon each woman’s MA thesis work or some aspect of her ongoing life path and projects. I structured the bulk of my fieldwork into two specific research trips, travelling in February, 2009 to begin the interviews, and again in July/August, 2009 to follow up with our practices. I added a final research trip in May, 2011. This last time, I consulted with my co-participants in-person in order to finalize the contents and scripts of their stories. Storied interviews Before each interview I asked co-participants to reflect on what was significant to them about the WSMA degree program in their lives. Within our interview conversations I was open to any stories they had on this topic, trusting as in an “Organic Inquiry” that the “right” material will arrive. What is presented to me within our relational dialogues is gifted. My method draws strength from spiritual activist and Mestiza feminist scholar Gloria Anzaldua in her articulation of El Mundo Zurdo, the “path of a two-way movement, going deep into the self and expanding out into the world,” where difference lives and breaths in not expecting sameness (Anzaldua in Keating, 2002, p. 520). Following free flow of our lives and the relational dynamics between the women and I, my guiding questions for these conversations were: • What experiences do/did you have within the Women’s Spirituality MA program? • What limitations do/did you overcome, and/or do/did you experience limitations within the WSMA? • What project(s) did you bring, find or develop in your life through these studies? • How does this education amplify your life/work/being/thinking in the world? Each participant’s unique interests and experiences led our conversations on the topic. I spoke very little during these interviews myself. I worked to empathically listen to and witness the depth of stories that each woman offered, interjecting only to support or reflect briefly. 59  Stories and ideas flowed easily from each participant in our shared context of understanding. I had not anticipated the amount of conceptual material that the women would offer. In fact, this inquiry into the WSMA was, as in my own experience of the WSMA, deeply connected to each woman’s extended life path, historically and at present, her relationships with self and others, her work, practices of justice, spiritual experiences and trajectories. All of these aspects impact her philosophies and ways of being in the world, in a seamless and sometimes hard-to-discern way in separation from the WSMA degree program itself. Thus threads of currere, as in curricular, living, breathing, flowing, bleeding, red threads of ‘life,’ ‘education,’ ‘spirituality,’ and ‘philosophy,’ were most often interchangeable during our interviews. In my research trip of May, 2011, we considered what elucidations and edits were needed for each text. Truly, the personal vulnerability of this kind of intimate, spoken conversation between friends surfaced as I presented my co-participants with drafts of their narratives. Some reacted to the rawness of their voices on the page. I felt the full vulnerability of releasing these stories into the larger world, mixed with my own sense of cherishing what each participant shared with me. From what I learned during this in-person visit, I crafted the final written texts to retain each person’s voice as an individual and personal expression. I created mini oral histories and testimonies, shaping the narratives for language and story flow. Practices My co-participants and I followed our interviews with practices that we chose together. “Practice” is a term I use in this study to denote the embodied, relational, artful or healing activities I undertook with my co-participants. By ‘practice’ I refer to any number of artistic, spiritual, ritual or healing forms, including dance, poetry, painting, drawing, photography, music, hands-on healing work, counseling, or ritual co-creations. My idea to undertake a practice with each participant as method for this study was drawn from my desire to art-fully, care-fully express aspects of the WSMA from characteristics the program itself expresses. Connections between each woman’s ‘story’ and her ‘practice’ are often self-evident. Her practice carries over from her story ways of being and expression in the world. Women’s Spirituality as a degree program cultivates deeply aesthetic and kinesthetic awareness and relational, embodied ways of doing education and research. Classroom activities within the WSMA include artistic expressions and responsive practices in writing, poetry, visual art, dance, drama and performance art, as well as ritual workings, healing and spiritual practices. 60  A ‘practice’ may become cultivated, articulated and expressed through study within the WSMA. Practices can arise as hidden gifts, talents or abilities that each woman embodies and proliferates through her studies and/or teaching. Thus, I wanted to document and experience an embodied practice with each participant, expressive of her-self in the moment of this research, yet following from the red threads of her experiences within the WSMA. ‘Embodiment’ refers to the movement of text beyond the written word to the flesh and blood text of everyday life. Embodiment is the living, breathing articulation of experience and inner concepts through present-moment gestures, actions and forms. ‘Practices’ cultivate self-authorization, working to manifest what it is we are working with or towards in following from an inner compass the transmutation of culture and society. Practices stabilize our lived commitments and the new or old worlds coming into being through our inner and outer transformative work. They represent what we want the world to be, in the sense that we act on this information now through focused processes of blessing, healing, making art, dancing, visioning or writing. Practices affect the inner world by shifting one’s focus off of habitual, dissatisfied or repetitive thoughts, towards inner awareness. We might witness our previous grasping and settle into deeper or wider states of consciousness. Thus, practices stabilize the human-being her-self, giving rest, nurturance, effort, wisdom, blessing, guidance, space, play and visions, within which the larger day-to-day work in relationship to others is held and can go on. Practices give us our best and support through our worst. They implicate and generate the values and beliefs we wish to see and be in the larger world. Practices are often ephemeral, evaporating when finished except for the artistic or poetic objects that remain, the healing or deep insight left as a trace of the practice’s transformative impact, and an ability to listen more empathically with others. Practices are time and place-based. They are relational, involving coencounter with oneself and others be they deities, people, animals or trees. Practices create shared meanings between and among individuals, containers in which we cultivate relationships, learning and teaching. In practicing with each woman in this study, my experiences were shaped by my presence within the activity and my relationship with each participant. In this sense, a practice may have certain steps or rituals to follow, but is original in its shared experience each time. Practices are co-creative and co-emergent, such that we learn from practice, where such learning depends upon the relationship itself. As I engaged in each practice directed by my co61  participants, experiencing each as they shared their gifts with me, I personally received blessings, insights, messages and healings directed towards my particular circumstances, and the circumstances of this research inquiry. The totality of practices had the effect of blessing this research as well as ‘me’ the researcher. In order to represent each practice, I wrote descriptive, life writing passages of practicing with each of my co-participants. I reflect the ‘“double-consciousness” (W. E. B. Du Bois in Hasebe-Ludt et al., 2009, p. 34) of myself as the researcher/writer, performing “autobiographical acts” in self-reflection of “the self being narrated, the other implicated in the telling, the tale being told, and the ideas embedded in that tale” (Hasebe-Ludt et al., 2009, p. 34). Via videotape and recollection, I re-entered the palpable traces of my own experience of each practice. I continually faced, “Who (I) have been and who (I) am becoming in the particularity of (my) situated bios and ecologies” (p. 34, brackets mine) of this research process, narrating these effects within the passages themselves. As a researcher, I work to provide storied frames of understanding the WSMA as a deeply relational form of education in its central ‘practice’ of woman-to-woman dialogue and transformation. Storied weavings Story forms the connective red threads of this study. Conducting interviews and engaging in practices with faculty and student alumni of the WSMA, I conjointly explored my own autobiographic life writing, and my visual, tactile, performative artistic practice through “red thread.” My autobiographic texts were written as I reviewed the relevant literature and reflected upon my own educational and life experiences before, during and after the WSMA. My life writing texts were responsive to the research, in the sense of what I felt drawn to write towards. These texts were further refined as my inquiry progressed. I initiated this doctoral study with a performance art inquiry in 2008. This was a ritual opening of my research, based from my artistic and inspirited understandings, literally engaging red thread. I entitled this experience, “Red thread in the forest.” As my research progressed, I developed video representation of this place-based, forest ritual from its original documentation (Jordan, 2009c, April). I began to write about my initial and ongoing art practice with ‘red thread’ (see “red thread” as a ‘co-participant’ at the end of the following section). From these, I developed written performative passages entitled “Red thread in the forest.” These appear in this study in order to convey the narrative experience and images of the forest ritual. 62  Thus I draw heavily on the notion of red thread and weaving in shaping the final chapters of this text. I convey red thread as being both a literal, material experience within my art practice, and a metaphorical descriptor for the six weavings of my co-participants’ oral narratives. Working with my co-participants’ life and education narratives, I transcribe, shape (spin), and weave these into six strands of “red threads” throughout the final chapters of this dissertation text. Three co-participant stories are woven together at one time within each of these six strands of narrative red threads. In combination with these, I weave into repeating patterns through literary métissage further research strands of my: • autobiographic life writing, • art practice as lived through “Red thread in the forest,” • descriptive life writing of experiencing each woman’s “practice.” Differing fonts mark the differing threads of this patterned weaving in order to guide the reader by aesthetic attention to the differing passages of this study. “Times New Roman” is my general use font. My autobiographic life writing texts are indicated by, “Adobe Garamond Pro.” The voices of my co-participants’ stories are indicated by, “Adobe Carlson Pro.” I weave my lines of inquiry into three major sections as themed, storied time-lines of “Beginnings,” “Gifts,” and “New Philosophies.” I open each theme with a quote from Judy Grahn, co-director of the WSMA, speaking to its educational dynamics. I also include for reference the six identified “Program Learning Outcomes” (PLO’s) of the WSMA. The WSMA co-directors developed these goals for the WSMA program, now located at the Institute for Transpersonal Psychology. As an additional text, the PLO’s speak in another ‘voice’ to the unique nature of learning within this degree and the aims of its education. Beginnings signify stories of our life trajectories that led into WSMA studies, faculty and alumni included. These stories reflect earlier educational or life experiences that impacted how and why we each came to study within Women’s Spirituality. What led us towards this path of study? Gifts signify stories of learning, teaching and experiential activities that occur/ed within and around the WSMA for each woman. Gifts highlight insights, restorations or transformations we each experience/d within the WSMA and beyond. I draw from the term “gift” its larger meaning as connected to notions of “gift economies” (Vaughan, 2007) in which value circulates in mother-like acts of nurture, desire, and attention, not accounted for within the global corporate exchange economy. I extend the notion of gift within the life-giving work of 63  mothering, artistic and intellectual practices, and questions of subjectivity and inter-subjectivity in writing itself. As Hélène Cixous (1994/1975) notes, That doesn’t mean that she is undifferentiated magma; it means that she doesn’t create a monarchy of her body or her desire.…Her libido is cosmic, just as her unconsciousness is worldwide. (p. 44) The “gift” is on the side of living for life, as we function within day-to-day hierarchical and gendered realities of a culture of mass media, fear (Fisher, 2010), and human-centred death wielding powers. In so much as we want to leave the world ‘a better place,’ we live and work towards this through an intricacy of attention to our inner/outer lives in a daily practice of “wisdom” (Hasebe-Ludt & Jordan, 2010). I take the term New Philosophies from Judy Grahn (personal communication, 2009) and extend its use within this dissertation. I draw from Judy’s linguistic incantation of what-theworld-needs to address these changing and precarious times we live in. New philosophies acknowledge world-level challenges of gender, social and ecological justice, and the need to shift economies of greed and accumulation towards communicative and communing economies that understand, live from, and celebrate the reciprocity of human inter-relationship with nature (as culture) and the Earth her-self. As many scientists, environmentalists and environmentallyminded economists are indicating, humans economies can no longer sustain unlimited growth and the devastation of lands and peoples. As women responding to such challenges, living lives of ongoing self and world-inquiry, we live within an inspired tension of forging new ways of relating to and working within this world. The term New Philosophies accounts for the complexity and diversity of human interactions within these times, drawing from and reclaiming knowledge from times past towards “new” forms. This includes healing the colonial fragmentation of Indigenous traditions and re-membering women’s spiritual histories/herstories. New philosophies especially account for a rooted living spirituality as it is embodied and embedded in daily life. New Philosophies represent each woman’s storied ways of becoming and living through what values, purposes and meanings drive the ongoing education/curriculum of our lives. I thus represent and perform this doctoral inquiry by weaving the multiple texts of this research process into the final chapters as a performative métissage. Again, I weave my research from within four key lines of (spinning) inquiry: • my autobiographic life writing about the WSMA and my own experiences, 64  • the oral “red threads” of my co-participants’ stories gathered for this study, • descriptive passages from my artistic practice as “Red thread in the forest,” • storied, life writing descriptions of ‘practicing’ with each woman. For the reader, these storied red threads provide a document, a documentary, of Women’s Spirituality in the academy, by view of my own journey within this research. As a researcher, I offer myself as the pivot and body of inquiry. These storied red threads are offerings and invitations for you to enter, with me, not only storied understandings of this Women’s Spirituality Master of Arts degree program, but your own potentially related inquiries (e.g. of self, of education, of spirituality, of family, of life, of art, of gender, social and ecological justice, of cultural transformation) in reflection of these texts herein. As William Pinar (2009) notes, by focusing on the “self-formation” of another, “the reader’s own selfformation becomes self-disclosing: the so-called didactic effect” (p. 15). Further, “minority elements of the self return from the repressed and contribute to a reconstruction of subjectivity more worldly then before” (p. 15). The representation of the worldly concerns of these women’s lives, in conjunction with the journey of my own learning and becoming within Women’s Spirituality, forms the storied heart(s) of this research text. I document and perform my journey through the “animated…eros” of study (Pinar, 2006, p. 114) within the academy and life itself. My own story and thoughts are a constantly felt presence of this dissertation as I write, weave, reflect and generate processes of artful, organic, living inquiry. Thus, I hand you this red thread—thread is the text, text is the thread.  65  Chapter Five: Introductions of Co-participants I initially envisioned working with a maximum of three co-participants beyond myself— one faculty member and two student alumni. I wanted to engage deeply with individual stories and practices to write full accounts of each, while developing my conceptual material (as in the philosopher-midwife), and my autobiographic and arts-based inquiries on the topic. Yet as I began to dialogue about this research with Dianne Jenett, who is a co-director of the WSMA and the only faculty member I initially invited to interview, I discovered how strongly she felt that other faculty voices be included, and a larger number of co-participants overall. It is not a story Dianne felt she could tell on her own. Dianne and I shared many fruitful dialogues about the meaning and scope of my doctoral inquiry. In its early steps, and ongoing, I felt this inquiry to be a radical and vulnerable topic, even within the Women’s Spirituality field itself as I turn a public lens of self-study on its own ‘study.’ In addition to my own relationships with people working in the field of Women’s Spirituality, Dianne was my contact at the WSMA at ITP for choosing student alumni for this project. Dianne had been a research supervisor of my MA thesis work. I respect her greatly and acknowledge her as a mentor. My increased number of co-participants reflects methodological dialogues about this research with Dianne. Though working from a strong inner sense of what I wanted to do, I was tentative in my early articulations about the scope (and hope) of this qualitative research as being an integrated conceptual, autobiographical and arts-based design. The creative tension is that I ended up with an increased amount of storied data, as compared to cultivating more time-space for my conceptual workings. I wanted to include all six of my coparticipants in the representation of this study while maintaining the threads of my conceptual, autobiographic and artful journeys. Including all of my co-participant’s stories herein reflects the depth to which the WSMA is truly a shared story. Ultimately, the increased number of coparticipants reflects my on-the-ground, lived movements of engaging relational research processes within my own community, self-formation, and desire as a qualitative researcher to ‘do the right thing.’ Perhaps one of my biggest lessons as a new researcher of this deeply relational and qualitative work is the challenge I experienced to articulate my own approach, while remaining in dialogue with the wisdom of others. I felt this as a vulnerable process, where the self looses and re-finds the ‘self’ (may she find herself, may she lose herself) within inter-subjective dances 66  of learning and becoming. For various reasons, I could not completely bring to full consciousness articulation at each step along the way all the influences and impacts I navigated within the border-crossing zones of this study. This includes the depth of my own desire for integrity of vision in bringing forward new work. WSMA Faculty Dianne was my original interviewee, representing one of three WSMA co-directors. A number of adjunct instructors also teach within the program itself. Since graduating from Elinor Gadon’s PhD cohort in Women’s Spirituality at CIIS, Dianne Jenett and Judy Grahn have worked very closely over many years of co-directing the WSMA at both New College and ITP. Dianne felt very strongly that Judy’s voice be included, a sentiment I concurred with, yet adding to my sense of responsibility in representing these leaders of the field, my own mentors and respected elders. In my choosing to interview them without including their third WSMA codirector D’vorah Grenn to be a study co-participant, there was a sense of a loss of this other voice in their articulations of WSMA leadership and vision. Though D’vorah’s voice and stories would provide further insight, ultimately I was challenged by already stretching the limits of my study beyond my original notion of three participants. Continuing to add individual women would limit my ability to transcribe and represent each story and practice within one dissertation. Dianne During my years of study in the WSMA at New College, I met Dianne Jenett as an adjunct faculty member teaching our feminist research methodology course. Dianne codeveloped with three of her transpersonal psychology colleagues, a research methodology known as “Organic Inquiry” (Clements et al., 1999). Within this methodology course, Dianne steered our graduate cohort through the intricacies of feminist, relational, personal, storied, narrative and arts-informed research methodologies that we could engage with for our final thesis projects, all within an understanding of what it would mean “if research were sacred” (1999). A memory of this time was overcoming our collective shock at being able to write “I” into our term papers, a process begun within the WSMA coursework of “Spiritual Autobiography” in the previous semester. We worked to articulate our lives and relations into text, beyond our shared undergraduate training of ‘objective’ essay writing. Organic Inquiry 67  forged my understanding of the potent potentiality of sacred, feminist, relational dimensions of research practice. Dianne eventually co-directed the WSMA program at New College of California with Judy Grahn, after Rose Frances, the former director of WSMA, left this position mid-way through my own WSMA degree program. Dianne came into her scholarly work after a successful career in the high tech business industry. She found herself at a mid-life crossroads with questions of ‘self’ that reached beyond the business world. She chose to pursue a transformative graduate degree in Transpersonal Psychology at ITP. This degree led to her enrolment within a PhD in Women’s Spirituality at the California Institute of Integral Studies (CIIS), a one-time cohort of students directed by feminist art historian Elinor Gadon. The impetus for this PhD program later established the two MA-level Women’s Spirituality degrees, and a now continuing PhD program in Women’s Spirituality at CIIS. American poet Judy Grahn studied within the same doctoral Women’s Spirituality cohort as Dianne. The two forged their friendship therein, conducting collaborative fieldwork for their differing dissertations in travel to Kerala, India. Dianne had been studying in the grassroots Women’s Spirituality movement, reading books like Vicki Noble’s “Motherpeace” (1994), using Motherpeace tarot cards to navigate both personal and business ventures. She travelled to Kerala, India during her MA graduate studies and was struck by the deeply rooted, living goddess and matrilineal traditions there. This devotion to Devi/goddess is combined with this Indian State’s progressive gender politics in the status and literacy of women—Dianne considered the potent connections between the two. She centred her dissertation research within Kerala, focusing her studies on the yearly, massive, as in thousands of women attending, women’s cooking ritual. This is an offering to the Goddess Attukal Amma (Mother) in a celebration known as “Pongala” (Jenett, 1999). Pongala remains the focus of Dianne’s cross-cultural fieldwork on goddesses, women’s rituals and spirituality as she continues to return to Kerala (Jenett, 2005a). At times Dianne facilitates groups of WSMA students to travel there. The impact of these experiential learning trips is a thread running through the stories of others in this study. American students are able to experience first-hand the life, arts and living goddess traditions of Kerala, India. I deeply appreciate the relationship I have with Dianne during and since my years of graduation from the WSMA, her insight, love of women’s cultures, and ability to listen and respond as I navigate my way through further learning and research. Within continuing conversations with her, I felt my way into a doctoral program, not knowing what discipline I 68  could possibly continue Women’s Spirituality studies within. Our shared inquiries spark Dianne’s desire to articulate and write about the dynamics of WSMA pedagogy and her own role as an educator therein (Jenett, 2008). Study within the field of Women’s Spirituality demands as much pedagogical and methodological integrity as it does an ability to open to the radical subject matter of woman-centred spirituality itself. Even as I was enrolled in a doctoral program at UBC, my continuing conversations with Dianne nourished this inquiry. Judy Judy Grahn is “one of the towering pioneers in both feminist and gay and lesbian literature” (Moe’s Books Poetry Flash announcement, 2011) as an American poet (e.g. Grahn, 1970, 1971, 1977, 1974, 1978, 2008, 2009) and writer of critical and autobiographical essays (e.g. Grahn, 1983, 1985, 1989), and a novel (Grahn, 1988). Her long poems, “Queen of Wands” (1982) and “Queen of Swords” (1987), were also produced as theatre. Titles such as, “The Common Woman Poems” (1972), and “This Woman is Talking to Death” (1978), circulated widely with the United States and beyond. Judy’s poetry was and is instrumental in expressing the life, desires and everyday realities of women within women’s communities, and gay and lesbian social movements that grew throughout the 1970s. Women’s Spirituality as a grassroots movement and graduate degree is heiress of the liberation sought within these movements. Men and women redefined gay life out of the dominating pathological and illegal focus imposed upon homosexuality, towards political-social-cultural-spiritual freedom of all such sexual relations and identities. Judy’s book “Another Mother Tongue: Gay Words, Gay Worlds” (1983) constituted a new (old) origin story and history of the gay community, re-implicating gay culture as having a central creative, sustaining and inspiriting office within human history. This text was particularly held close to the heart of the American gay men’s community during the height of the AIDS epidemic (Grahn, personal communication, 2011), and was foundational to the development of queer cultural history and spirituality (Ostriker, 2009). Recently, Judy was awarded a Bill Whitehead Lifetime Achievement Award from The Publishing Triangle. Always the poet-thinker-feeler, her newly published work, “Love Belongs to Those Who do the Feeling (1966 – 2006),” includes a section entitled “New and Future Poems” that “calls for fresh rituals and reverence for the planet and for its indigenous people and divinities” (Ostriker, 2009, p. 22). From living within such immersed understandings of women’s cultures and counter-cultures, Judy has taught writing and poetry for many years. She 69  coined “Poetry of Use” as the title of her writing class within the WSMA, wherein I first studied with her. I overcame my hesitance to publically share my poetry, acknowledging this hidden ‘practice’ I had kept since age 14, scrawling into my notebooks. I discovered how Nané-thewriter went into hiding as Nané-the-artist got all of the attention within my BFA visual arts degree, as if the two—writer and visual artist—couldn’t somehow get along. Within the WSMA, Judy also teaches her groundbreaking evolutionary, cross-cultural theory of the creative impact of women’s menstrual/estrus cycles on human cultural origination. “Metaformic theory” (Grahn, 1993) is a studied understanding of women’s menstrual blood, ignored or hidden as it is within dominant Western cultural and philosophical discourses. Judy considers this “blood taboo,” its signification and rituals, including the counterpart ritualization of male blood and bleeding, as undergirding culture and ritual writ large as we live and know it. Judy’s Women’s Spirituality dissertation research in Kerala, India was an application of metaformic theory, asking the question, “Are goddesses metaformic constructs?” (1999). Judy often says that metaformia is a “poet’s theory” worked through from within a poet’s way of thinking and being (Grahn, personal communication, date unknown). In coming to know the world through metaformia, which more then a theory is an embodied, experiential shift in how one sees reality, I have a pair of ‘metaformic goggles’ that shifts my perception. Judy now co-directs the WSMA at ITP with Dianne Jenett and D’vorah Grenn, teaching coursework in poetry, creative writing and metaformic theory. Her classes have far reaching impacts on students, where women develop creative writing abilities to tell their own creative fiction and non-fiction stories, and to restore, re-story, and re-centre their own lives as being central to human socio-cultural origination. I especially enjoy Judy’s sense of humour about it all. She so loves the world and all the people in it. I have often fallen into hilarious laughter with her at some stray remark or insight into the human condition, even (or especially) in the midst of the most serious topic. Vicki I invited Vicki Noble to be my third faculty interviewee. She has worked for many years as an adjunct professor within the WSMA, first at New College and now at ITP. I realized over the months of writing my comprehensive exams and making trips to California how meaningful Vicki’s teaching is for me in an ongoing way. Vicki was my initial link to the WSMA program. As a grassroots teacher and mentor beyond the WSMA, Vicki’s work informs central aspects of 70  my own relational stories and learning within the field of Women’s Spirituality at large. Vicki is well known in Women’s Spirituality and Goddess communities (Braude, 2004; Eller, 1993) as a women’s spiritual teacher, healer, astrologer, yogini, independent scholar, and co-creator of the “Motherpeace Tarot” deck (1994). During the 1970s, while working in the women’s health movement and graduating with a self-designed BA in Women’s Studies, Vicki had “a series of direct, revelatory visionary experiences of the Goddess that changed my life, opened my heart, awakened my psychic faculties, and healed my beleaguered body” (Noble, 2007, p. 2). Through these experiences she gained the power to heal herself and others with her hands. With her partner of the time, Karen Vogel, she researched ancient Goddess civilizations, wondering, “was there really a time in the past when cultures were more “female-centered” and if so, what happened? What would female-centered culture actually look like?” (p. 1). They co-created the Motherpeace tarot deck, hand drawing a cross-cultural, women-centred, round-shaped deck of cards. These cards spontaneously returning the Tarot tradition to a vision that retraces women’s history and prehistory, spiritual leadership, matriarchal social foundations, and priestessing within multi-cultural goddess mythologies. Vicki travelled extensively in the US, Canada and internationally to teach Motherpeace and lead women’s sharing and healing circles. She wrote texts such as “Shakti Women” (1991) and “The Double Goddess” (2003), drawing from her experiences and her ongoing research into women’s ancient healing traditions and spiritual practices. She focuses on East-West lineages of travelling priestesses, tracking their movements through transcontinental iconography. Her healing work is conducted from the vantage of “Female Shamanism” which she teaches alongside a woman-centred spiritual practice rooted from her study and experience with Dakinis, who are Tantric Tibetan Buddhist spiritual figures, skywalkers and women who fly. Dakinis are female embodiments of enlightenment, as actual living human or spiritual beings, from the tradition of Vajrayana Buddhism. Dakinis assist the arising and eventual stabilization of an uninterrupted vision of the true nature of reality in daily life. My story with Women’s Spirituality almost begins with Vicki. I heard about Vicki’s teaching from an apprentice midwife friend in Ottawa, while studying in my BFA and simultaneously taking workshops with local lay midwives, discerning my way into a then alegal midwifery career. I had just discovered the work of Marija Gimbutas, the LithuanianAmerican archeologist, reading her pictorially rich texts and interpretations of Neolithic art, artifacts, and architecture in “Language of the Goddess” (1989). The work of Gimbutas is taught 71  by Vicki in the WSMA in a course called “Archeomythology.” Archeomythology is the term coined by Gimbutas for her interdisciplinary methodology that combines archeological science with mythological and linguistic understandings of history, pre-history, culture and human origins. At the time I was first reading Marija Gimbutas (and yearning to study with her in person at UCLA), I was beginning to understand that the energy of women’s birthing power was complexly connected to something deeply spiritual and feminine-female, Earth-bound, primordial and immanent in the real, yet sublimely transcendent as the “gift” of life returns over and over from within the female body. This is something remarkably large and yet ignored or un-named within the current socio-cultural milieu. Hearing of Vicki’s shamanic school for women in California that incorporated woman-centred ritual, Motherpeace tarot cards, women’s talking, sharing, singing and healing circles, hands-on-healing, astrology, yoga, dream and trance work, into a program of months-long studies, I felt this was something exotic and special, a far away dream I might savour but not quite get to. A seed was planted that had yet to grow. Now, I have gratitude for my years of study with Vicki, made on a meandering, unique path of its own, still unfolding. I first met her in person in my late 20s (upon my astrological Saturn return) attending her weekend Motherpeace Tarot teaching workshop in Vancouver, BC. I found that I loved the cards and Vicki as a teacher too. Vicki carefully explained the history of the tarot as a map of human consciousness and awakening. She teaches Motherpeace as way to tap into one’s own life path and experiences held within both the everyday and the greater collective human project. Vicki herself seemed so familiar to me, a strong female mentor-figure I must have always known. I felt her certainty of vision and path, how she held her spiritual location. Permeating off of her being and into my own heart was what the Buddhists’ call a “transmission” from teacher to student. It was a simple, direct beginning to my understanding of finding Vicki as a teacher. I was in ‘awe’ of her, yet her presence was so clearly something I knew and could easily relate to. After my first daughter Danaan was born when I was 30-years-old, I again met Vicki through a workshop that culminated in a hands-on-healing ritual for the whole community, men included. She continues to lead these “Transformational Healing Rituals” where people facing life-threatening or other illnesses take turns lying down at the centre, receiving hands-on-healing of others—we drum, rattle and sing together as a group. I love the felt power of such rituals, as one opens to communal sources of Earth-based energy that run through and clear the body’s 72  channels. In this time, Vicki mentioned the opening of an MA program in Women’s Spirituality in San Francisco in which she was teaching coursework. Another light bulb went off in my head as I again faced the impossible idea of going to California. Yet this time I was living just up the seismic West Coast fault line. Three years later, as I began the WSMA, I quickly created an independent study with Vicki, inviting other New College WSMA students to join me. These small intimate circles of four or five women met in her then home outside of Santa Cruz, California. Vicki always talks very openly about her life and what is up for her. Her lucid and attentive way of being models what it takes for a woman to thrive and survive within a critical, woman-centred spiritual path in still patriarchal times. During my WSMA studies, I felt content and centred to be able to sit within classes that were embodied as small circles of women, absorbing Vicki’s teaching and sharing with all. We worked with Motherpeace, Vicki’s stories and research, yoga stretches, and hands-on-healing with each other. By the second workshop we were practicing the Dakini mandala together, transforming negative or overwhelming emotions into their wisdom aspects towards harmonious and joyful lives. Vicki’s home is itself an altar, a sacred space, with images and female icons lovingly placed on shelves. The walls are lined with books, beautiful statues, objects and carpets, and prayer flag adornments. Soaking in her ‘frequency,’ I leave in an altered/altar-ed state that changes me a bit every time. I can acknowledge and bring forward my own unique gifts and spirit. Vicki consistently teaches the sacredness of the female body, and nature itself, from within a deep understanding of menstruation, birth giving and sexuality as women’s cyclical capacity for immediate embodied spiritual awareness and ‘sudden awakening.’ Women’s cycles and embodiment are the original blueprint of shamanistic vision and insight, undergirding many spiritual traditions that have lost this source of understanding. Vicki teaches aspects of healing, the Dakini mandala practice, and the core course in Archeomythology within the WSMA, and is currently working as a mentor for WSMA students in their final thesis projects. Vicki’s stories and practices are an example of the many exemplary adjunct faculty members of the WSMA who contribute to, live and teach the breathing, spirited pulse of the program through unique, woman-centred spiritual lineages and practices.  73  Illustration 3: Jordan, Nané. (2009). Motherpeace Tarot cards (High Priestess & Ace of Wands…Nine of Swords), twig of mugwort from Vicki’s garden, Dianne’s lamp, my Minotaur necklace and tape recorder. Palo Alto, California.  WSMA Student Alumni Dozens of students have now graduated from the WSMA. By interviewing particular alumni, the unique content of their thesis projects and life work magnifies certain elements of the WSMA within this study. In my time spent reviewing WSMA theses, I began to dream the qualities, feelings and soul’s calling of women who had graduated from this program, as a variety of thesis themes and inquiries became apparent. Healer / healing inquiries emerge in thesis topics about women’s sexuality and body integrity, healing from sexual abuse, reclaiming the full erotic power of the female from a patriarchal definition of such, exuding love of the female, love of self, love of self in all relations. Earth love / justice / eco-environmental themes emerge in theses inquiries that foreground Earth connection, ecofeminism, love of earth, the four elements, Indigenous knowledge of place and land, and art emerging from such theory and 74  practices. Spiritual activism / social justice inquiries emerge in theses that range from overcoming oppressions of race, sex, class through spiritualized living and female-based spirituality, to explorations of radical economic politics, and uses of ritual to counteract and heal issues of justice for women. Menstruation / blood mysteries inquiries occur where menstruation is understood as the origin of culture, through metaformic consciousness and the work of Judy Grahn (1993). Birth giving is reclaimed in a post-patriarchal sense within this stream of work, centralizing women’s bodily experiences and embodiment. Goddess(es) / divine feminine practices themes come forward in theses that pursue the meaning and role of female divinity within lives, including the figure of Mary, and cross-cultural work on goddesses in Western, Eastern, African and Indigenous traditions, though ritual arts, dance and many other forms. Women’s bodies are understood as sacred and portal of the divine. Practices across and beyond religious traditions are explored within the specificity of the contexts of women’s lives. Art / artist inquiries appear in the emergence of artist identities through study in the WSMA. Women who did not count themselves ‘artists’ come out of the program making art, performing theatre, singing and songwriting, writing poetry, publishing books and stories. Thus, art and developing artful living is a theme across many theses. Ritual / rites of passage archetypes emerge in thesis research that deals with stages of women’s lives and forms of acknowledgement, ritualizing and honouring of such. This theme includes girls’ goddess or embodied spirituality education groups, menarche ceremonies, women’s circles, education of life meaning and stages, crone-ing and elders’ honouring ceremonies where women’s wisdom and knowing in all stages of life have variety in needs and wants, yet all are of value and worth. Women’s Spirituality theses may combine more than one theme or inquiry, and surely go beyond what I mention in this list. In traditional qualitative ethnographic methodology, I am a participant-observer (Creswell, 1998, p. 123) with inside access to the community and an ethical responsibility of care for the work I chose to represent. I wanted student alumni I interviewed to reflect a mix of spirituality, activism, art, and original research. I wanted to work with women who continue to reflect upon this depth of commitment in their lives. I ultimately chose my co-participants from my own networks, with whom I could engage close conversation. I sought women who were local to the Bay area, or accessible to my Vancouver home, with whom I had established some rapport, however deeply or briefly before this study. Following my own intuitive threads, each of them had already inspired me in some way, contributing 75  differing aspects of inquiry within the WSMA. Aikya Aikya Param and I shared our years of WSMA classrooms and thesis completions. I wanted to interview a peer colleague with whom I had studied in the program. Post-graduation, we continue to communicate with each other by email. I visit with her when I travel to California through our scholarly involvement with the American Academy of Religion, Western Region. Aikya played a leadership role as chair of the “Women and Religion” section, providing a venue for emerging WS scholars such as myself to present our work in further academic contexts. My invitation for her to join this study was an extension of our already shared inquiry, co-journeying as we have been into what the WSMA means in our lives and how it shapes us now. Aikya was drawn early in life to a spiritual path in a philosophical quest for answers about the suffering she experienced and witnessed in her family’s lives. She immersed herself in Shivite Hinduism, studying Advaita Vedanta in New York City during the 1970s in the American ashram of Indian guru, Swami Dayananda Saraswati. Led to this study after being riveted by an image of Lord Nataraj who is Shiva, Lord of the dance, Aikya learned Sanskrit, meditation and ritual practices. She participated in the spiritual life and studies of this community for many years. Then and now, Aikya navigates inner experiences and visions. These include losing for a time her sense of ‘ego’ to have an expanded consciousness of the ALL in the unity of existence. Currently living in Oakland, California, Aikya was drawn to the WSMA after researching local Bay area graduate programs in creative writing. She had the desire to use writing and artwork at once in her creative work, with the goal to shift a sense of alienation from her intuition. The WSMA had unexpected yet related effects to Aikya’s goals. She began to recall early childhood experiences related to her Native ancestry through her father, paternal grandfather and great-aunt. These recovered memories led her to search for the Nation her people came from, and restore her lost Indigenous identity. Alongside this thread of remembering, Aikya completed her WSMA thesis on the effects of devotional singing practices in Sri Mata Amritanandamayi Devi’s (Amma) San Ramon, California community, within which Aikya was a devotee and community member at the time (Param, 2002). Amma (Mother) is a world-renowned Indian “hugging saint” (Param, 2002), whose devotees established a 76  California centre. With Aikya, I was able to visit and receive Amma’s blessing hug, her “darshan,” on one of Amma’s yearly North American trips. I waited in a long line of devotees to receive and experience this moment of Mother’s hug until I collapsed into her embrace. As Amma whispered words of love into my ear I burst into spontaneous tears, feeling the magnitude of her energetic nurturing and compassion for all selves. I love and appreciate sharing in experiences such as this with Aikya over the years. We talk of our lives and spiritual journeys, able to move through many topics together. I am always learning from Aikya’s life long spiritual path and her commitment to service and creativity. Like other women in this study, we are spiritual friends in “good companionship” (Palmo in Hart, 2003, p. 2006) with each other. We share our inner/outer and exceptional experiences. Aikya and I have often talked about the significance of symbols and symbolic interpretation within Women’s Spirituality. So much of the sacred female and feminine is hidden within visual and sculptural symbols when there are few directly written texts. Aikya herself paints and sculpts images of such, making portraits drawn from spiritual recoveries of knowledge. Aikya earns a modest living from working in medical research—undertaking the WSMA was financially challenging for her in ways I and other students discussed over the years. We spoke of the gifts of this education in light of its cost and debt. As a Canadian in relationship to my American friends, I learned first hand the individual life implications of the lack of US Government funding of higher education. This becomes a life long burden for many students who carry large education debts. Since graduating from the WSMA, Aikya completed her Professional Science of Mind Practitioner license where she is now clergy within the Oakland Center for Spiritual Living (Religious Science), during the time of this dissertation study. A practitioner is “a state of consciousness, which heals by revealing Truth…joyfully surrendering to Spirit as the presence of Love and Truth” (Practitioner services brochure, Oakland Centre for Spiritual Living, 2009). Aikya gives service through a prison ministry, working with others in community visioning processes and letter writing circles to inmates. She writes letters as a service of communication and support as prisoners make transitions to life on the ‘outside.’ Aikya has recently started a blog (2011, http://whole-and-free.blogspot.com/), writing stories of working through fear, her own awakenings and her work with inmates. She exemplifies for me a woman who fearlessly attends to her inner life. She finds ways and places for self-development and inquiry while responding to the world with compassion, healing herself to become a community healer and 77  counselor. Gaining her Practitioner license at the age of 65 after years-long studies within various spiritual traditions and the painstaking work of reclaiming her Indigenous identity, Aikya writes that “here I am in my culture at my age, doing what the ancient women spiritual leaders did when they were my age” (Personal communication, 2009).  Illustration 4: Jordan, Nané. (2009). Buffalo woman dreams the day. Artist ©Aikya Param (2001). Acrylic on canvas with rhinestones, sequins, and glitter, 24” X 48”. Anya I met Anya De Marie for the first time in 2008 at an AAR conference, where she was presenting a paper on a combined panel with Dianne Jenett and others on the topic of “Organic Inquiry” research methodology. Previous to this meeting, Anya and I had been communicating online. She was my editor in tandem with Judy Grahn for my now published essay on the metaformic dimensions of the medical birth practice of cesarian section (Jordan, 2007a). Anya, as editor of the journal, “Metaformia: A Journal of Menstruation and Culture,” works closely with Judy during and since her graduation from the WSMA in 2008. As a sister scholar, her 78  editorial work on my essay began our friendship and ongoing dialogues that nourish my path. She attuned with great insight to the yearnings of my work with birth, having keen insight into women’s blood healing work and metaformic theory. Anya came into the WSMA from a background in frontline domestic violence work, with further commitments to social justice, women’s and Indigenous rights. She has travelled extensively in Mexico and Central America, doing international observation work for the Zapatistas, and later in El Salvadorian elections. Anya and I share a love of ecofeminism, Earthly connectivity through simple living and wilderness retreats. She cultivates awareness of humanity’s ‘blood roots’ in sacred understandings of women’s blood and bleeding. I wanted to learn more about her MA thesis (2004) entitled, “Building the Dragon’s Nest: A Community’s Metaformic Evolution,” in which she explores the community building by hand of a menstrual hut and retreat lodge. This is a “moon lodge” for women built on communal land in the US Pacific North West. At the time I met her, Anya was living back-to-the-land within an intentional, Earthbased community outside of Port Townsend, Washington. She was working within a local childcare program while completing her WSMA studies. Anya thus commuted between Washington State and California, as I had from Vancouver, BC, to do her degree. She found restoration of her spirit on the land, living in proximity to the Pacific Ocean wilderness. Anya began to study West African dance in Port Townsend community dance circles, a deeply significant practice that restored and centred the art of dance in her life. Anya currently resides in the San Francisco Bay area, after a period of discernment that unfolded during the tenure of this doctoral study as to where to undertake her own PhD studies. Much as I had upon leaving the WSMA, Anya was seeking a scholarly field that could contain the next level of her specialized studies that would include women’s embodiment and sacred dance, spirituality, metaformic theory, and the desire to write accessible books for the public on topics such as menstruation, matriarchy and women’s oral histories. Relocating completely to the Bay area since 2010, Anya entered the first year of a PhD program in Transpersonal Psychology at ITP. As an extension of her WSMA degree, she is able to further her work in this context, while being mentored and nurtured by WS faculty to teach in the WSMA. Anya is currently dancing in San Francisco Bay area Haitian and Haitian-Cuban dance companies. She extends her artistic practice rooted within dance as a cross-cultural, spiritual, sacred ritual expression of life. Anya continues to steer the “Metaformia” journal, seeking new 79  directions within her dissertation research. As Anya relays to me her thoughts of developing Metaformia, I feel how she is becoming the next generation of WSMA educators and leaders. How fortuitous to have her participate within this study as we dialogue, travel and practice together. MamaCoAtl I came out of the healing room and felt an enormous melancholy. On the sidewalk out side the healer’s house, I wrote: this is for Her who held on to the warmth of my love, for Her whose dismembered body rots in the brutal landscape of corporate paradise. (Parra, 2003, p. 12) Silvia Parra, who is known as MamaCoAtl, began her WSMA degree in the year following me. I met her in August 2003 as we attended the same graduation ceremony for our degree programs. I had taken a medical leave to give birth to Shanti, my second daughter, before completing my WSMA thesis. I was captivated with the bravery and expression of MamaCoAtl’s graduating performance and thesis (2003), an evocative, passionate social and spiritual justice ritual theatre project expressing the plight of the women of Juarez, Mexico, entitled “Surviving Femicide in the Maquiladora Border.” This thesis is encountered through a process MamaCoAtl names “artivism” that integrates “ritual, art and activism” so that “a more ancient mind comes to the inner stage” (p. 20). MamaCoAtl’s deeply poetic artivism project intervenes on the sexualized murders and abductions of hundreds of young women in Juarez, a border factory town between Mexico and the US. These young, mostly Indigenous migrant workers work in the assembly plants of corporate, American owned maquiladoras. MamaCoAtl’s evocation of the women’s plight through ritual theatre addresses the role of mothers in seeking justice for their daughters. The performance ends in a healing ritual, where the patriarchal, sacrificial blood rites/rights of murder/femicide are replaced with the blood rites of the mother through giving the blood of life, in menstrual rites/rights and women’s free embodiment. “Guardians” of the four directions and elements call forth their blessings and prayers (Parra, 2003, p. 61-64). Mama’s work is poetic at all stages of creation. Writing poetry informs her artivism, “in times of conflict and struggle I have found myself only on the wind of a poem” (2003, p. 16). Of Mexican mestiza heritage, MamaCoAtl is a poet-songstress, performing across San Francisco 80  and at events and gatherings in her local Mission district community. This was the location of New College, and the Latino/a, Mestizo/a community of San Francisco. Migrant and landed peoples from Mexico and Central America live in this neighbourhood, carrying burdens of poverty within double lives marked by that American blend of illegal alien-nation. Many live ongoing border-crossings between South and North for wages. Mama describes how she “sings for those humans rendered invisible in dominator culture; for the campesinas, the maquiladoras, and the silenced majorities” where “her art is an invitation to healing our earth, to renewing our human spirit.” (2010, http://sites.google.com/site/theartvistcoallition/be-a-part-of-16-days-ofartivism) Since graduating from the WSMA, I became familiar with MamaCoAtl’s public ritual clearing/healing work through announcements sent out across the WSMA alumni email lists. MamaCoAtl and healer/activist friends conduct healing rituals in public spaces such as the square outside of the Mission Street Bart train stop. This artivist coalition works with the effects of the disenfranchisement of local populations. They create acknowledgement and blessings to address and release the suffering and human costs of this American way of life. MamaCoAtl was awarded a fellowship to undertake the WSMA at New College through her education and written work about femicide in addressing the missing women of Juarez. Mama has initiated, with others in an ARTivism coalition, a yearly San Francisco festival to mark the International Day to End Violence Against Women and Girls, called the “16 Days of Artivism.” This day is marked on November 25, an alternate and alternative event to the American thanksgiving weekend. The 16 Days of Artivism remembers and heals gendered forms of violence. Poets, musicians, visual artists, ritualists, dancers and healers come together in public multi-day events to speak, listen, sing, share dialogue, read, build altars and conduct community healing ceremonies. Since graduating from the WSMA, MamaCoAtl has further developed her healing and inquiry path by recovering her “Indigenousity” (MamaCoAtl, personal communication, 2009) through the Aztec knowledge and cosmological systems of her ancestors. She is critical of the limits of the English language in being able to hold full conceptual and lived experiences of Indigenousity. Acknowledging the decimating colonial and Imperial impact of the English language as many Aboriginal peoples have, Mama notes how loosing root languages and native speakers has meant the loss of conceptual and embodied cultural knowledge. Ways-of-life-onthe-land are held and developed within linguistic contexts over millennia. MamaCoAtl is thus 81  learning the Uto-Aztecan root language of Nahuatl in San Francisco. She studies within modern lineage schools of Indigenous teachers who cross the North-South as she does, trans-versing worlds and words (Hasebe-Ludt et. al, 2009) from Mexico to America. During our interview MamaCoAtl shared the Tonalamatl calender with me from her Aztec teachers, describing how everyday has a purpose and meaning, depending on one’s own birth date and life cycle (Mazatzin, 2003). She explained some of its uses for daily life by learning about the cosmological beings who reveal scientific understandings of the Earth, elements and universe. There is great significance for each individual human life in understanding our unique placements in time and the greater cycles of life on this Earth in intricate relations to all others and Pachamama as Mother Earth, Mother World, Mother of reality, Mother Life. I am awed and inspired by MamaCoAtl’s spirit, her powerful singing performances and ongoing work for justice, how she lives this through a crucible of personal inquiry and transformation. Red thread “Red thread” is like my eighth co-participant in this study. Red thread is a material being, or a material of being, that I walk with alongside this research, as philosopher-midwife. My art and performative work within Women’s Spirituality, in the field of education and beyond has centred for some time on “red thread.” I was first drawn to work with red thread as an artist learning to weave in Textile Arts coursework, before the birth of my first daughter, Danaan. I made small, thin-threaded weavings on a table loom, combining red warp and weft threads with traces of metal copper wire. The copper and the red thread were highly charged materials in my mind. Both materials conduct energy, electrical and spiritual energetic life forces of blood meaning and lineage. The red thread signified for me traces of blood as the fluid that gives and receives life from human to human across time. As fluid beings we are made for this holding of life. We hold and pass on the blood of being alive in bodies—a moving stream of humanity that contains the wisdom of this red-salt-liquid, time after time. I wanted the strength of the materials to speak from within the small red thread weavings I first made. I was looking for a language of fibre and cloth. I was looking for lost languages of women at the same time I was studying and beginning to practice midwifery. I was sure these languages of birth and being/be-coming were hidden within the living processes of textiles and weaving. Lost speaking and knowing are buried in threads that for millennia have flowed 82  through women’s hands (Tedlock, 1994). I wanted to enter the worlds of these processes, a living inquiry, to experience commitments of technique, time and energy, and absorb some psychic trace of their emergence. Entering such processes, I drop into another space/time continuum of knowing that links me to something deeper within myself that is not my-self. It is the selves of all who had worked such threads in past and even future. Working in midwifery, I engage in re-claiming birth towards woman-centred, holistic care of birth-giving as a more then medical event, as a social, cultural and spiritual act—birth led me to thread. I was already a sewer who had learned skills from family sewers, my mother, grandmother and my stepmother. And I was an artist by formal schooling, yearning to deepen my inquiry and reclamation of fibre-based tactile and text-ile arts. I made an intuitive link between midwifery and weaving, between threads and birth and women’s embodied work. I felt and feel that thread and story are one. I did not then know the association of thread with “Tantra” as a spiritual path. I do not mean the sexualized Tantra of its New Age encounters, but its more ancient association with thread, fabric and connectivity, “connectivity of the inner self with the vastness of the Universe, to the very subtleties prevalent in the cosmic energies” (Chopra, 2006, p. 103). Within Tantric streams of Buddhism and Hinduism, the living substance of blood and especially menstrual blood is considered sacred and worthy of devotion within the female form wherein goddess herself resides (Amazzone, 2010; Shaw, 1994). In this blood-fabric of cosmic energies “weaving” is forever a linguistic metaphor. Within the English language it is a way to describe how things come together in the world as we “weave stories” and “spin tales.” In Greek mythology the three Fates, a triad of women, work at spinning, weaving and cutting the duration of our lives through their hands. Anthropologist Barbara Tedlock, in her text on the feminine shamanic path (2006), discusses how spinning and weaving are processes akin to the gestation and birth of a child. These rhythmic, life-giving pulsations have passed through women’s hands and womb-bodies through millennia as ongoing, relational forces that re-make the world against the “reality of change, destruction and death” (Tedlock, 2006, p. 223). Female generative processes have ancient connections to spinning thread. Depicted on a sixth century Mayan vase is a mythological birth scene, with the midwife’s “badge of office” being a spindle whorl attached to her head (p. 215). Birth itself brought me deeply to a desire for thread and its expressions. Weaving as I had asked of it led me to know the connections between thread and birth, birth and thread. Threads are the stories we tell and un-tell in generative spinning and 83  weaving acts of making lives and tales. This is how I came to my red thread works, and the simple gesture of using red thread that I keep following as a path of inquiry. Within the arts-based education research of poet and scholar Rishma Dunlop, “the colour red is a central thread in the narrative…In my works, red is linked to artistic creativity, South Asian and female identity” (2008, p. 63, italics mine). “Red” becomes a full-blown human character within education scholar Pauline Sameshima’s (2007) story telling in “Seeing Red.” Red is the object and person of her desire, to whom Sameshima addresses her narrative. Arts-based researcher Stephanie Sringgay (2008) opens her dissertation study with a chapter entitled, “Red Threads of Entanglement,” engaging the wrapping of red threads around rocks on the beach as a larger metaphor for her research into “Body Knowledge and Curriculum.” Springgay’s research celebrates the “messy, complicated and vulnerable places of curriculum, pedagogy and body knowledge,” considering the “possibilities of interembodiment” (2008, p. 7). Barbara Bickel, artist, educator, scholar and friend, inspired by my use of red thread, brought this material more overtly into the art making processes of her MA and dissertation level inquiries. Her dissertation explores women’s community-based spiritual and multi-faith leadership, of which I myself was a participant (Bickel, 2008). Red thread carries these rich overtones of lives lived and stories told, picking up upon women’s spiritual lineages, the turns, twists, windings and unwindings, the messy and ecstatic inter-being of our bodied lives. For the esoterically- or linguistically- minded, my own studies of “thread” reveal its etymology as “th-read,” to carry the word “read,” as in to read a book. “Read” is derivative of the word “red,” connecting reading to the colour red as being blood itself. The “th-” means to twist, so that “th-read” is both reading (words and meaning) and the twisting of blood (playingplying-twisting words and meaning). We spin the life of the bodied story to being from within and among us, acknowledging the role of both giver and receiver of text (text-ile) as one. Upon entering the WSMA in the year 2000, I brought red thread into one of my first classes. I used it for the first time as a performative gesture within the course “Spiritual Autobiography.” With red thread, I told the story of my middle name “Ariadne,” given to me by my mother. I unspooled a ball of red thread to form a spiral labyrinth that held a mirror at its centre. I performed the thread of my namesake, where Ariadne is understood as being a lost Cretan priestess of the labyrinth (Mountainwater, 1991). Labyrinths are foot-pathways of sacred geometry inscribed into the earth or stone, leading into a centre and out again in one entrance 84  and pathway. This symbol of sacred architecture is found upon ancient Cretan coins. In Greek myth of Ariadne her labyrinth becomes a maze in which one could be lost and never get out. In her myth, Ariadne hands Theseus a ball of thread so that he might survive the fierce half-man, half-beast Minotaur instilled in the maze. Unwinding Araidne’s thread, Theseus is able to find his way in and out again, unharmed. In playing on this theme of unwinding red thread, I engage a literal unwinding and winding of red thread within education contexts as a performative, artsbased gesture. I enact becoming both lost and found. I drop into a meditative and focused consciousness while enacting this gesture which sublimates and grounds experience, bringing awareness to the present moment, may she find herself, may she lose herself. Winding and unwinding red threads, finding and being lost, points to the necessary paradox of living both aspects in processes of life and its study. The red thread is life force in all its cosmological birthings and weavings. Its spinning is an act of bringing lost or new worlds into being. I spin thread as a devotional practice. I re-claim women’s stories and my own stories caught and spun as they are in this living moment of time I inhabit. As an artist I dwell within such thresholds of understanding as described by art educator Rita Irwin (2007) as “social, temporal or spiritual thresholds” (p. 1402). Irwin defines the way artists work as liminal beings through occupying “in-between spaces,” “dynamic spaces of possibility where individuals and cultures come in contact with one another creating interstitial conditions for new communities of learning” (p. 1402). I hand spun, dyed and wove a richly toned red mantle from raw wool while competing my WSMA and awaiting the birth of my second child. Spinning yarn is meditative as the mind slows to a pointed focus of activity that the body carries. Hands catch tufts of wool and allow the twist of it into long strands of thread through the spinning wheel. After spinning, I worked very carefully with a combination of colours for the wool, heating yarn and dyes in large pots of water. I played specifically with the colours of women’s blood reds, from bright hues to darker subdued, almost black tinged red—mixing hues of red, magenta and navy blue. I finished weaving the red mantle in the months following my Shanti’s birth, after writing my MA thesis. I was in pursuit of the signifier “red” as a colour, and the rich meanings of weaving itself. I want to both literally weave and work with ‘weaving’ in its deeply conceptual and cosmological sense. I imagined the finished cloak as a lost mantle for some ancient priestess, Ariadne herself or another wise woman, lost and now re-found through my weaving of her to being. My final weaving presented as a richly red and textured form, very raw and wild in its appearance. 85  During the weaving process on my small loom, I left all the tendrils of spun wool hanging out, long and visible, though these are usually woven back into a piece so as not to be seen. I liked the wild look of them. I had not yet guessed their further purpose. The finished red mantle provided the link between my WSMA work and what I now undertake. Red thread in the forest A process, study is also a place. (Pinar, 2006, p. 111) I engaged a performance ritual to mark the beginning of this dissertation study by bringing the woven red mantle into the forest with me to wear and perform—bringing it to life upon my body. I began my inquiry on the UBC endowment lands on which I undertook my doctoral studies. I made conscious this fact of location and place as I travelled between places, from here to San Francisco and back again. I enacted and honoured my felt sense of bodily and spiritual connection to the Earth and my love of West Coast forests and ecologies. Tall trees meet salty-tang of Pacific Ocean sands and shores. I wanted to perform my-self through the red thread in the forest landscape, to act within the body of the verdant green forest, relating with living presence of trees, rocks, plants, birds and beings who inhabit it. My intention with this ritual was to open myself in an earthy-rooted way to larger understandings of my-self, and the women who would be sharing their stories and practices with me in this study. By virtue of wearing the red thread mantle completed during and after my WSMA studies, I enacted connection between that place, program and people, and the place, program and people of my PhD studies at UBC. I modeled my own vulnerability and understanding of sacred female power within a fluid origination of interconnection with other living beings. I implicated my body as a force of knowing and awareness, where as Cuban artist Tania Bruguere writes, My body is my instrument. It is the place where I can give voice to my opinion. It is the space where I have certain power, even if it's only the power of locating my thoughts and emotions. (Bruguera, 2010, http://www.universes-in-universe.de/woven-maze/bruguera/) I hear people acknowledge the UBC endowment lands in reference to the Musqueam First Nation, upon whose unceded territory the campus sits. This site is alternatively noted as being a place of recreational value. Thus defined by colonial and territorial relations, I yearn for the felt creature nature of the place. I wonder how to learn from and de-colonize this cultural 86  and literal body of my-self and land in relation to others and the Earth. Within Women’s Spirituality such reclamation work is a project of female-centred integration. We name and speak lost parts of selves, and note what it means to have a self at all, one situated from experiences of female embodiment and its difference from patriarchal processes of self-making. Art making and self-created ritual are practices that I pursue which were nourished within the container of the Women’s Spirituality MA. Ritual, ceremony and rites-of-passage are engaged and taught within classroom contexts. My friend, artist, educator and spiritual feminist Barbara Bickel came into the forest with me to video document my actions, gestures and movements with the red thread. We have held these kinds of art and ritual making spaces for each other over time in our individual and shared research practices (Bickel & Jordan, 2009; Bickel, 2006, 2005). Bickel herself contends ritual as pedagogy, as a creative, arts-based container in which we can learn, teach and research. I concur that within women’s rituals practiced from outside traditional religious structures and institutions we are able to re-write a “hermeneutics of the social body” (Jordan, 2007). Hermeneutics refers to the interpretation of text, taken from the scholarly tradition of Biblical exegesis. I would that that the body be the text (Jordan, 2009), full of life and blood meaning. “By re-working ritual within embodied scholarship, by attending to a hermeneutics of the ritual body, I would transform and re-write the social body, my body, as text” (Jordan, in Bickel & Jordan, 2007c). We share a co-creation of ethical and vulnerable art practices as Barbara’s ability to follow my vulnerable self into the forest with care attends. I used a mirror at the beginning of this red thread in the forest ritual to mark a contemplative and transitional space in/to my-self and in/to the place. The mirror, as a primary sacred healing tool of ancient Silk Road (East-West) priestess-shamans (Noble, personal communication, 2009), was brought with me from my earlier WSMA ritual of Ariadne. Knowing nothing then of ancient priestesses with their oracular mirrors (which sought diagnosis or communication), I intuitively found myself retracing Ariadne’s labyrinth, coming to the centre wherein I laid a mirror. I circled this mirror around my body and outwards to others. I finally settled its reflection towards my own face, in order that my self-gaze should see my ‘true’ self, a human self/soul that drops social, cultural, or biological identities—a stare upon which existence is and is not. In the extended gesture of offering the mirror within the forest ritual, I made acts of reflection and reflexivity explicit from myself as a seeker-researcher, as one who generates and 87  reflects upon the inquiry of this study. I offered the gaze outwards, and back towards myself. A mirror reflects and transforms those who look within it, who are now paradoxically both outside and inside of themselves, becoming more than them-selves. The mind itself is like a mirror, “the wise recognize that in their own mind all things are reflected, and they seek to make clear, like a mountain stream, their own nature” (Ywahoo, 1987, p. 172). Philosopher Luce Irigaray writes of how in the mirror women have “to let my gaze travel over myself so as to limit my exposure to the other and repossess my own gestures and garments, thus nestling back into my vision and contemplation of myself...the mirror should support, not undermine my incarnation” (1993, p. 65). In this gesture, I played upon the notion of research and the researcher as a being a ‘mirror.’ When first envisioning the forest ritual, wearing my woven red mantle, I saw myself hanging from the weaving as it was tied to branches, as if I were weeping and releasing into the forest floor. The long unfinished tendrils of wool became multiple roots into the forest, bloodroots, placenta-like, reaching into the Earth to tell some story. This image and gesture was a blissful weeping of surrender, as if the red mantle were a beating heart or womb. Yet once I arrived in real time relation to a cedar tree, what came was a careful wrapping of her, dressing her with this colour red as if we were sisters. I steadied myself within the wrapping to be held naked by the tree. I only wanted moments of silence, my eyes closed to listen to her stories. The place itself instructs. The red mantle became the placental interface between the Earth as the tree and myself. Nagnostic philosopher Mary Daly, who often spoke of the biophilic, a love of life and Earth, notes the term “elemental” as meaning “a first principle, RUDIMENT” (1984, p. 7), where the “Wild woman who yearns to return to beginnings, to questions of her childhood, to her ancestral…Memory…recognizes that these have a special aura, are imbedded with a deep sense of Wonder, which as Aristotle noted is the beginning of the philosophical quest” (p. 8). My yearning to be vulnerable within the forest and trees is something beyond an appreciation of natural beauty. It is perhaps witch-like in the European sense of old magical women banished to live on the wild edges of society. I pretend the role of the wandering female ascetic, or the wild woman who goes off alone into the forest to live her magic and express her deepest spirit that only the trees can hear. In this potent banishment, which I would say expresses a lost or repressed connectivity to the forest, Mother Earth and Pachamama, I sense and see images of lying still among the green ferns like the dear do, being refreshed by such living presence. During the course of this forest ritual, I had left the original ball of red thread behind me 88  at the place of my gestures with the mirror, before approaching the cedar tree. Barbara and I discovered that we were actually lost. We were not lost in that we couldn’t get back to a pathway, but lost from the things we had set down with the mirror, my street clothes, our packs and the pathway we had come into this particular place. This was both alarming and humorous, me wandering, naked and covered only with the red mantle. Barbara followed me, looking along alternate pathways for Ariadne’s red thread to lead us back to our lost things inside the labyrinth of the forest. I felt at this point that the true ritual had begun and here was the real teaching—this place was playing with us. The teasing playful trickster of Indigenous lore along with some mischievous disgruntled forest gnomes had arrived. We had absorbed ourselves into the art practice and ritual so completely that I was sent within, experientially inside of, my initial red thread mantra of finding and losing herself. Performance art, ritual and reality blended into this experience of being lost. I thus emerged from my tree and fern meditations to come face to face with the walkers and joggers on the trails from whom we had hidden ourselves. No one seemed to give us much notice as sacred and mundane worlds collapsed within the absurdity of it all. After a focused search, remembering the way we had come in, we found the red thread again from the tree I first wound it around. Walking along the path, we followed the red thread back into the forest to complete the ritual work and collect our things. I thanked the forest, spirits and place for teasing and absorbing us, thanking all for this potent and playful experience of remembering. I thus follow this red thread, literally and metaphorically. I need multiple gestures for this research that grow from my own stories and practices. Just as my co-participants in this study share their stories and practices with me, red thread is the practice I further develop, articulate and share. Gestures are an expression of my research results—metaphors, mantras, and mudras.4 I have often thought that red thread says things more simply, elegantly, and to the point then anything else I can offer as text. If I can just hand you this red thread—thread is the text, text is the thread.  























































  4  Just as metaphor is a conceptual link, mantras are repetitive strings of words and verses meant to invoke deity or induce non-discursive mind states. Mudras are hand gestures of the same, repeated or performed consecutively as in a dance. One mode employs text and voice, the other gesture. Embodied forms of communion, voice and gesture are linked with ritual inquiry, which heightens the experience of each, distilling the use of both beyond ‘everyday’ language and body movement.  89  Red thread in the forest Unwinding the red thread I wrap red thread around a tree by the pathway, marking this beginning place. I continue unwinding the ball of red thread down the path in the forest. A thin red line of thread trails behind me as I go, marking my steps. I unwind and trail red thread, walking the path.  
  
 Illustration 5: Jordan, Nané. (2011). Unwinding the red thread. Photo montage of video image stills from, Red thread in the forest (Jordan, 2009c). University of British Columbia endowment lands, Vancouver, BC. 
 
  90  Chapter Five: Beginnings You could say that’s self-authorization, but it is having to undo un-self-authorization that is inappropriately planted through education in lots of women. It’s not the same as selfesteem. We are not trying to build up self-esteem. We are trying to build up selflocation. Who are you? Never mind that you esteem yourself—what’s that? That’s just steam, and what’s that made of? Nothing. But what can you do? What do you do? What have you done? What do you like to do? We can help with that. (Judy Grahn, personal communication, 2009) Red Thread 1: Beginnings  Nané - Beginnings What is the question I follow? I am thinking about what Judy Grahn, co-director of the WSMA, said to me in this study, “People have deeper inquires and questions in their lives that bring us places where we find answers, or a deepening of the questions.” I think of my own wanderings of place and spirit, this path of longing, sometimes clearly directed, other times fuzzy as I feel my way along the threads of it. Being an avid student within the primary and secondary educational system that I grew up within in Toronto, Ontario during the 1970s and 80s, science was my first academic calling. ‘Pure’ science, I wanted to study theoretical physics and not be an artist, a title already claimed by my mother/father’s lives. In a seeming 180º turn, I foreclosed my idea of a science career after high school by entering a BFA in photography. I was following creative urges and long years of unconscious immersion and apprenticeship from within this artist family. Yet concurrent to this BFA I wanted to be a midwife. I had attended the home birth of my younger brother to my step-mom when I was a teenager. I struggled in thinking I should leave the BFA and enter nursing school in Ottawa, midwifery being a lay, grassroots profession at the time with no formal program of study. But the internal pull between disciplines never allowed me to drop one thing for the other. I found a local lay midwife to take workshops with at the same time as my artistic studies. Really, I loved doing the visual arts degree and did not want to leave this education. I loved all of it, even in struggles with myself. Sitting in the basement space of the old stone Laurier building at the University of Ottawa, where art students gathered and sat together, 91  some people smoking, all of us shooting-the-breeze between long stints working in darkrooms or studio spaces, to have such immersion at a young age was my very own alchemical heaven— practice, practice, practice, being and becoming, being and becoming. I needed to discover myself as artist beyond my mother-father’s identities in this field. I learned to conjure my own spirit into the work, in ongoing process of self-authorization. I trolled the university library for their collection of photography and art books, pouring over this life of images. I used to walk home from the art studios through the dark, cold snow-bound streets of Ottawa to a tiny, warm basement suite just blocks south of Parliament Hill with a feeling of knowing that, despite my unknowing of what was next, this was a happy time of my life. Something was brewing, implementing and being nurtured here that I couldn’t quite name, but would carry forward. Yet it felt so bizarre at the time, this pull between disparate disciplines and practices that I had no language for and thought I was supposed to chose between. I suppose the gift is in taking up all these various threads, to take the chance of following through with my urgings in ways that allow me to develop my questions, to offer them back to the world in multiple forms. I follow this internal pull or directive voice, the same one that led me to travel to India by myself when I was barely 20 years old. Carrying only a small rucksack, wearing modest clothing that Indian friends in Canada had advised of, I travelled and lived there for three months. I was culturally immersed in a new reality whose goddesses would later rise up in my consciousness and learning. There are times of despair in the incongruous nature of this kind of life to what the larger culture sanctifies economically and dogmatically. In many ways I do not feel I have had a choice but to follow these threads, they are given and I have the work of living and understanding them. There is joyousness in having such intimate access to one’s self-callings, whispered from a larger sense of Self-world-cosmos that speaks to and through the ‘small’ self. One ear is always to the ground, sky and trees, to the feeling moving pulse of humanity in the beauteousness of life itself. It’s what Judy means when she speaks of the satisfaction that poets and artists can have from living this kind of life in simply being heard and received within community. One’s work is held by others, even if it’s only the butterflies who are listening. Judy notes this life as spiritual by nature. At the time of first hearing about the WS degree program in 1998 I was a young mom of a six-month old baby in Vancouver, BC. I was newly and deeply initiated into the more-then-fulltime work of being a mother. I had also been immersed for many years previously within the lay 92  midwifery and home-birth community in Vancouver. I worked full time as an apprentice midwife, attending home and hospital births, while providing woman-centred care for mothers and babies in the weeks after birth as a post-partum doula. My learning and training for these roles had taken place within women’s homes, and through a study group in the home of a local home-birth midwife. Congruent to this birth work, I studied spiritual and energetic healing, learning about the body as an energy system in inter-connection with the Earth, ancestors and spirit. I learned how to use my hands to clear blockages and channels of the body for increased wellbeing. I learned about medicinal plants, wild-crafting and preparing herbal medicines, knowledge that put me in good stead during the years of raising a young family with remedies at hand to sooth sore bellies, ear aches and fevers. As midwives, we used herbal remedies for gestating and birthing women, plants that would build strong blood, aide the flow of birth, stop the flow of too much blood, or assist the arrival of the placenta; and always nourishing food and teas for pregnancy and breastfeeding. I was very far from the standard university and campus classrooms of my undergraduate years, entering the radical, as in going to the roots, classrooms of women’s homes, lives and the forest itself, becoming schooled in birth and healing as I was by women-giving-birth within the social movement of midwifery. Home, home, home, there’s no place like home, the double “eco-s” of ecology and eco-nomy. Arriving in Vancouver from my undergraduate visual art and photography studies in Ottawa, and my natal home of Toronto, my new friendships circled around a group of young women who were, like myself, avid students of lay midwifery, home-birth and natural healing. We forged close bonds in our circle of radical study, meeting and learning in our midwife teacher’s home through her focused midwifery skills curriculum and the powerful sharing of birth stories and the stories of our own lives. We substantiated ourselves against the oppositional forces of the dominant culture of medicalized birth practices. We created our own women’s circles, marking seasonal changes or the phases of the moon, or the needs of a particular woman. We held together the strength of birthing women and our ability to holistically assist, without drugs or interventions, the bodied, embodied experiences and meanings of birth-giving within women’s lives. We become accustomed to the diverse but recognizable forces of naked, vulnerable yet fierce, birthing female body/minds, attuning ourselves to the sounds, senses, smells, liquids of amniotic and blood, the long, slow or fast rhythms and choreographies of birth-giving that women dance with themselves, 93  their babies and intimate others. Attending birth, being with-woman and the new baby in this way opens the truth of the present moment, of timelessness (Jordan, 2009). As I stepped across thresholds of the homes of birthing women and into this living orb of birth energy, I would leave behind dayto-day cares I had invariably come in with. Greeting the new human’s arrival is not only hard physical work, but deeply spiritual. My friends and I worked together within powerful co-optive forces of the larger culture that relegates birth giving to often fearful (tokophobia—fear of childbirth), painful and highly managed medicalized conditions (Davis-Floyd, 1992; van Teijlingen, Lowis, McCaffery & Porter, 2004). Many of the women we served were seeking alternatives to this dominant way of birth. We were on the front line of restoring, one birth at a time, a woman-centred culture of such. I love this work, and the unfolding of a deeply embodied and spiritual consciousness of the value of life, of the wonder of the depth of love within birth itself. Feeling the love and spirit of this work was the price for the cost of doing it, with little pay, taking on other jobs to live, and the realities of disapproval or outright persecution from authorities (Jordan, 2004). The lives of my friends and I have travelled many paths since. Some of these women are registered midwives or traditional birth attendants, others are mothers, artists and healers, cooks, post partum doulas and more. Many never pursued university educations. We went into various routes of questioning our lives and what would be next when midwifery regulation came into affect in British Columbia in 1998. I re-joined the university, undertaking my graduate studies in Women’s Spirituality in San Francisco. I had always thought I would ‘be’ a midwife. Yet I followed another strong calling towards inquiry, writing, academia, a re-turn to my art practice and immersion into the study of spirituality in a way I was deeply longing for. Learning holistic healing practices had been part of my midwifery studies, as had my personal extensive readings into stories of curanderas, medicine women, herbalists and Indigenous healers. A ‘regular’ MFA in visual arts could not have supported the threads of my longing to continue to develop the woman-centred birth work and further the explorations that I had started. I was simultaneously recouping my art practice with its link to community service and collective expressions. Little did I imagine the desire for writing within a poetic, birth-centred philosophy that this inquiry would push out of me. During these years of my new apprenticeship into research, art and inspirited inquiry in Women’s Spirituality, I realize what midwifery and birth knowledge has given me. Midwifery can 94  be a way of knowing and being that honours holistic human capacities and love from within the body itself as sacred, a relational, mother-centred method of knowing and inquiry, a deep perpetual metaphor of attending to the reality of the gift of life as birth on the edge of death, a womancentred way of healing, and an ongoing practice of overcoming oppositional circumstances. Midwifery gave me ‘the way.’ I honour this way as a potent energetic portal originating in the birthing/birth consciousness of humanity. Though I no longer attend births full time, I am a devotee of female birthing capacity just the same, drawing from such essences the fragrant, verdant red threads of my current research and art inquiries. My art comes back to re-source itself from this sacred female path and power, growing recognition of my deeper questions.  95  Program learning outcome # 1 ITP Program Review, MA Women’s Spirituality, 2009  Students know that they are part of a historical past and present which includes the female as sacred and as having a central role in creating and sustaining culture. Aikya – Innocent of the whole feminist thing Until I was eight-years-old I lived in New Jersey. Then we moved to New York State on the other side of New York City. When I was out of college, I was in the Christian Science Church where they are very egalitarian as far as the gender roles in the services are conducted; it was founded by a woman. A man and woman conduct the service together, which was beautiful. It was my mother who decided we would go there together, mother, little brother and I. Then my brother got a little more rebellious in adolescence and people in the Church withdrew from him. My mother was disgusted with that. She became lost in a way in terms of what to do with her spirituality. Then it was few more years and pretty serious things started to happen in our family. My brother became an alcoholic at a very young age, he was barely 13, and Mother and I couldn’t wrap our minds around it. He is one of those people that had an instant reaction to alcohol. Then my mother was diagnosed with cancer and had a very disfiguring surgery. I cared for her for a long time but I made periodic attempts to leave. She was good at manipulating with guilt and I would feel awful and stay. Finally, I moved into New York City, but was during that time that my brother committed suicide. He was only 17. I was very busy with all that. It gave me the questions. I couldn’t stop the suffering of the people closest to me, the only thing I could do was step out of it. It drove me to some kind of philosophical inquiry. What is real? What is the purpose of life? Who am I? What’s going on here? Images and dreams led me. The first image I followed was of Nataraj, Lord Shiva, lord of the dance. When I first was taken by that picture, I didn’t know anything about the god Shiva or much about Hinduism, I just needed to just be with that picture. For my so-called mediation I used to just sit and stare at a picture of Nataraj. By 1977 came all the many people 96  into my life associated with Hinduism. I first studied with the Theosophists in New York after I left home because I thought they could help me to understand all these psychic experiences I was having. I wondered what they were for and what I was supposed to do with them. They didn’t know much more then I did. But it brought me to the Bhagavad-Gita. We took a whole year with the Gita and its commentary. Then there was a crisis in the Theosophy community, one of the young people got in a sticky mess and ended up in the hospital. All the elders who I had looked up to were trying to figure out how not to get involved in this. I felt there’s something here that’s not clear to everyone? I made a vow that I wanted to find someone who knew whatever it was that was worth being known from this Eastern tradition. I wanted to study with that person. It was a very clear moment, a very clear declaration, and it began unfolding from there. I had another day when there were thoughts in my mind I knew I had to generate. I wrote them down and it was, “Keep silence, become a vegetarian, and study Sanskrit.” I thought none of them sounded damaging. I had no idea how I was going to study Sanskrit so I went to a bookstore in Greenwich Village to buy the Bhagavad-Gita in Sanskrit with the translation. I went to Samuel Wiser bookstore and the fellow who sold me the books had studied with the person I wound up studying with. Shortly after, I heard Swami-ji Jomi Dyanada Saraswati for the first time in New York City. I thought to myself, he makes more sense then anything I’ve ever heard and I think I better study with this person. I had a dream about how I would recognize this individual and he fit all the criteria. Until I began to study in the Women’s Spirituality program, I was totally innocent about the whole feminist thing. I had been busy with my dysfunctional family, and feminism was not a possibility for the Hindu folks I was studying with. I first came to New College of California to go to an open house about the Creative Writing program. I wanted to do a graduate degree in which I could develop artwork and writing at the same time, which is my glimpse at a kind of dissociation that I was walking around with, wanting to heal that back together. To some extent a lot of European Americans have a body/mind split. Some of us have personal experiences that make that worse or more distinct, so I needed to finish that. Other programs were giving presentations that night at New College. There was a welcome thing about all the programs and Judy Grahn stood up and said something about, “Women’s Spirituality.” Judy said, “For part of the program we are going to South India.” And I was like, “Ohhhh.” Then all the programs broke up into separate rooms where people 97  were going to tell about their program. I went into the room with the director of the Creative Writing program and I couldn’t get out of the room fast enough, he drove me crazy. I flew out of that room and ran to the Women’s Spirituality room to find out about going to South India! My guru was from South India. I talked to them and they gave me all the paperwork. I thought it was all very interesting, and I liked Dianne and Judy. I went home to figure out how I could do this financially and it seemed totally impossible. But Rose Frances, then the director of Women’s Spirituality, sent an email a week before the last sign up date about going to South India. I pulled it all out and had an interview with Judy and Dianne and to my complete amazement they accepted me. My undergrad degree was in English lit and minor in art history. I could have gone to San Francisco State University to take their Creative Writing program, which is outstanding and was a lot cheaper, but I didn’t have a car. With New College I could take the Bart and get to classes, so I felt I could take my next step. There I was looking for creative writing, but you know you can’t write unless you have something inside to say. I warmed to the idea of Women’s Spirituality because I had been brought up entirely in male dominated everything, the Catholic Church, the pope and the priests, everybody that is a public blesser of the folks is a male. The women are in a rosary society or they are doing something supportive but not as-good-as. Now I think that is a mistake to see it that way, but when I grew up there were a lot of priests.  MamaCoAtl - Aiming to find the truth There was a wonderful energy about New College of California. New College students were rugged people with personality, with some history, alive. Everybody was unique and very dedicated to finding themselves which is exactly what gets obliterated when you go to an institution, you are no longer yourself. I feel very fortunate to have gotten a piece of that in my development. Because of doing this work with the women of Juarez, I met Dianne Jenett and they had gifted me with a scholarship to do the WSMA. I don’t think there is another school like it and there probably won’t be. Remember, New College was the outcome of a counter revolutionary movement; the administrators were all hippies from back in the day. This Women’s Spirituality program allowed me to have a container, to give place for me to articulate my rage in a way that wasn’t destructive for me. I was always aiming to find the truth. That was my thing. I’m aching and I’m burning and I can’t find peace till I find 98  out, until I’m able to understand how to live my life. If I don’t understand, you’ll find me going around, looking and looking until I understand. So I make a song or I write poem. Before coming into this degree, my journey started when I became pregnant with my daughter. I had been in a situation in which I had no hope. I had no desire. I thought I was going to get a disease or have a drunk driving accident. What life had for me was a ‘belly,’ una pancita, a little belly and this child. From that moment on I started recovering my body and my promiscuous ways from the idea that I’m more macho than the men. I just left that lifestyle completely. I couldn’t stand people’s smell; my life chemically, harmonically changed. Being pregnant, I decided I wasn’t going to be anybody’s patient. I was not going to a hospital to birth my child because I was not sick. It was an incredible journey because I was almost put in jail for not following the government prenatal care. About a week before my daughter was born I went to my mother’s house. She wasn’t very interested in my lifestyle. For my Mexican family I’m a ‘hippie-techa.’ They don’t understand, why do I have a black daughter? Why I don’t believe in Jesus or Jehovah? But my mother was kind and allowed me to stay in her home and give birth there. We had gone to a birthing centre and as soon as the director of the centre saw my baby’s dad who is so black he is blue, they kicked us out. I was able to find a midwife from Santa Cruz. She was an Irish woman who came with two other women. It made all the difference for me to be able to command my own birthing. I didn’t have any drugs and I ate my placenta. I did things that women in my family would never do. After that we did a blessingway ceremony for our baby. A whole new way of life came to me from this pregnancy onwards. I went back to Mexico to raise my child. I couldn’t nurse her in the United States because people were harassing me constantly. They sent me to the bathroom all the time. Even my relatives, my Black side of the family said, “You are teaching her the titty is all there is.” My mother would buy me bottles. My first breast infection tore my nipple and the midwife told me to put heat onto it. But my mother said, “No, you need antibiotics.” All the time I was dealing with the world that wouldn’t let me be. I’m metabolizing that much more at this point as the initial aspect of my healing work. I spent three years in Mexico, first in Chiapas. I was a journalist and I thought I could report from there. But living in a war zone proved to be a remarkable feat. It taught me a lot about stepping out of my first world habits and getting on with the day. There are no cell 99  phones in that part of the country, so you had to walk outside to feel the breeze and know if you will see the person you want to see. You had to know if there were going to be soldiers in the plaza. I spent one year there and that was my warrior training. I carried my daughter in the traditional cloth sling, the reboso. The second time I went back to Mexico I lived in a town of healers. I finished nursing my daughter there. It was a beautiful place where everybody is a healer. You find people who read tarot, people who do gems, and the most traditional people who do massage and figure out belly-aches, and the midwives, the parteras. I was given a new name and I started singing again. I hadn’t sung since the 1980s because I thought I needed to do something more serious by becoming a journalist. I dropped the arts so that I could say the truth—what a fallacy. People in that town started calling me, “MamaCoAtl, MamaCoAtl.” CoAtl means ‘serpent’ and it means ‘knowledge,’ ‘precious knowledge.’ It also means ‘precious twin.’ CoAtl is your cosmic twin, your double. I put this new name on my Yahoo ID. When I recorded my first CD the producers put “MamaCoAtl” on the label and I said, “I didn’t give you permission for this.” They said, “That’s the way it came out.” When I came back to the United States I realized I couldn’t work with my given name, so I started using MamaCoAtl. That’s my public name and people identify with that. I identify with that. I’m learning to live up to that name.  Vicki - A big black widow spider This is what happened when I went to the woods. It was one of those wonderful intuitive times when you know you don’t exactly know what you’re doing or why. But it all goes in a direction so that when you look back on it, it has a trajectory. I had moved down to Santa Cruz to do an agricultural project as a business, a garden mandala. It was very exciting. I had a place for it; but then I lost the place and everything fell through, including the money for the project. It led into a terrible year. All my energy had been in that project, and that summer I didn’t have any work. I actually had a Black Dakini dream right when that project was about to go bust, so I knew it was not going to happen. I wasn’t in resistance but I wondered, “Now what?” Right at that moment an old student of mine called and said, “Won’t you please consider doing a Tantra class?” She’d asked me before and I’d said, “No, it’s too sleazy in Western culture. I don’t want to be all mixed up in that.” But she phoned again and I finally said, 100  “Okay, it sounds like an opening.” I put the word out in my network and got eight women to do a four-month intensive class in Tantra. We met once a month for the weekend four times, and that provided me with a basic income to cover my rent. I taught the class from what I experience and know Tantra to be. In the third session of that class when everything else was literally just dissolving about my agricultural idea, we had a black widow spider infestation in my garage at Halloween. There were so many it was shocking. One day I came into my workshop room from the outside, and on the screen door facing me with her big red mark on her belly was a black widow spider. I thought, “This isn’t good.” Then I found one in the garage and it became a big issue. A friend came to visit and we did a Black Dakini ritual to clear them out. When we got into the garage and started to smudge, there were networks of webs, the whole place was webbing. There were smaller ones that didn’t look like black widows dropping everywhere we went. We took the nests down, chanting, smudging and praying at the same time, but it became overwhelming. We realized later that the little ones were juveniles and could have really packed a wallop. But we got that all cleared out. That point in November was my third of four sessions with the Tantra students and we were doing basic collages, choosing and layering images from magazines to extend and anchor the students’ visions. Right in the middle of getting all the supplies out and explaining the collage process I said, “Why don’t we make this a Dakini collage, let’s do the five Dakinis?” I had taken retreats with Tsultrim Allione in the mid- to late- 1990s. I had empowerments and transmissions but I hadn’t taken them to heart; I hadn’t owned them. I thought they were wonderful and that it was wonderful to be in retreat. I would use the mantras, which are spoken repetitive phrases you use in mediation that anchor and transmit the teachings. Mostly I practiced the Black Dakini and the Chöd visualization practices. So I thought, we’ll structure the collage in the shape of the five Dakinis. I got Tsultrim’s book (Allione, 2000) out, so that we knew which Dakini went where. Designing the collages this way just seemed really appropriate to what we were doing. You could put yourself in the middle of the Dakinis and see how beautiful that is. By the next month I had to leave that place. One of my long time supporters gave me some money to do a mailing. That’s how we did the whole year in the past. I did a big mailing in January advertising all my classes and workshops and the whole year took care of itself. I did that and moved up to the cabin in Santa Cruz in late 2000. But there was almost no 101  response to the mailing. It was one of the most shocking things I’ve ever experienced because it had always worked. It just didn’t resonate anymore because something was changing. So I started to do Dakini practices, I thought if the practices don’t work now they never will. Sometimes when you are bringing visions in, you can really make the wrong application. That’s what they say in the esoteric work, it can be a big problem. The application won’t work because it’s not really your Dharma. I thought it was, and then it wasn’t anymore. So I moved up to this cabin with a four-wheel drive and all I did for weeks and weeks is feed the fire and do Dakini practices. The cabin was one mile up the hill from the most important Tibetan Buddhist Centre in the area, a Vajrayana Centre called “Pema Osa Ling.” I rented space there to have retreats for women but I lost my deposit because there weren’t any retreats. One woman who signed up from Washington still wanted to visit me and asked, “Could I pay you the same amount of money and be with you for three days?” I said, “Sure.” It was like a new piece of work. By the time this student came twice for tutorials, other women started coming too. I put it out to my clients that it was a possibility. Then everyone started to come for classes one at a time and I never ran big group workshops again in the US. I do groups now in Italy, but not here. By then I was crafting the collage process, because it was what was in front of me. I did it with every woman who came. One day a student couldn’t come and I had all the materials ready to go; I couldn’t not do a collage. I had to work through my puritan work ethic, because do you sit all day and do a collage when you should be “working?” You do if it’s your practice. From then on I gave myself permission and I went wild up there in the woods. I crafted the collage process to the point where it’s very refined. Now it’s the centre-piece of the work I do whenever a woman comes for a three-day tutorial.  102  Red thread in the forest Into the forest I walk straight into the forest. Unwinding red thread as I go, it trails behind me. Into the forest with no path, I move slowly through dense thickets of salal bushes, bracken, fallen logs and branches. I work my way through the forest until I find the right place to begin. Red thread trails behind me, marking my path into this density of green, green, green.  
  
 Illustration 6: Jordan, Nané. (2011). Into the forest. Photo montage of video image stills from, Red thread in the forest (Jordan, 2009c). University of British Columbia endowment lands, Vancouver, BC.  103  Practice with Anya: Music for metaformia I know Anya as an accomplished dancer. In her sharing with me, I learned how she had fully claimed her practice and gifts as a dance artist through her graduate studies in the WSMA. I initially imagined we would engage dancing as her practice for this dissertation, in particular the West African community-based dance form that Anya had been committed to for several years. She attended weekly dance circles and classes in her then home of Port Townsend, Washington. I also knew Anya as a committed social activist in solidarity with Indigenous Latin American struggles for justice, a worker in the field of non-violence towards women, and a menstruation educator. Little did I imagine the circumstances that would bring us to publically perform and dance together with our artful Women’s Spirituality colleague and songstress Polly Wood. We co-created a menstrual musical, a performative menarche rite of passage. Our multi-modal, multi-media performance began during the early months of 2009. Spurred on by Anya’s role as editor of “Metaformia: A Journal of Menstruation and Culture,” we co-submitted a proposal to the “Society for Menstrual Cycle Research” to be held in Spokane, Washington in June of that year. With our friend Polly Wood, a Women’s Spirituality MA alumni, we were accepted into this conference with a 3-person panel entitled “Metaformia: An Alternative View of Menstruation” (Lapham, Wood & Jordan, 2009). We each presented an aspect of our scholarly work in relation to Judy Grahn’s metaformic theory. It was an opportunity to extend this theory within a scholarly venue beyond its Women’s Spirituality roots, making an academic link to the field of menstrual health research and cultural studies. Our panel explored an overview of metaformia (Anya), a view of radical and relational economics through metaformia (Polly), and an understanding of cesarean section as a male cutting practice through “crossover” ritual acts (Nané). Within metaformic theory all cultural acts can be considered for their ritual implications and origination within an evolutionary understanding of the r’tu (rituals) and taboos surrounding women’s blood and bleeding from our earliest ancestral human times. Taboos surrounding women’s blood originate from consciousness of the sacred powers that surround this potent substance, where “sacred” implies both ‘danger’ and ‘worthy of awe.’ All aspects of modern society, from law, to medicine, to economics, to cooking, can be understood through what I lovingly called during one of our conference car rides through Spokane, Washington, “putting on the metaformic goggles.” Metaformic theory recoups women as equally culturally creative 104  beings in relation to dominant histories and theories of men’s cultural activities. This view restores balance, power and understanding of female origination and its embodied lineage to women, men and people of all genders. Metaformia collapses culture/nature dualities within which conceptual knowledge is most often grasped, bringing the body, and in particular the rites of female bleeding bodies, fully into theory and consciousness. In relation to parallel ritual acts of male bleeding, metaformia underscores all bodies’ co-creative relationships in the production of culture (Grahn, 1993). Within the room of our metaformia presentation at this conference, we created a an altar of red, richly dressed with my red thread woven mantle, red sari cloth, a bowl overflowing with red beads, an offering of chocolate, a silver heart, and a female icon necklace, all lovingly placed next to our projector. We placed such objects in the presentation room in order to aesthetically call forth the sacred context of our presentation, understanding that scholarly work is itself an offering, an opening to new knowledge. Anya included a large image of the moon to mark the beginning of our Powerpoint. Women’s cyclical menstrual entrainment with lunar cycles in monthly bleeding is integral to an evolutionary understanding of metaformic theory. Polly, a singer-songwriter of women, divine feminine and metaformically themed music, offered to perform a set of her songs as an evening event for the conference in exchange for the conference fee. Thanks to Polly and the conference organizer, professor Elizabeth Kissling, Anya and I were included in this offer. Anya would dance, and I would bring a performance ritual element. I wondered nervously at first how to weave my performance ritual skills into this mix of Anya and Polly’s skills. I viewed them as being the more professional performers. Our ‘menstrual musical’ was born under the official title of “Music for Metaformia: A Performance Ritual,” as we co-created a weaving of our three ‘practices.’ My initial hesitance dissolved into a growing vision of our group purpose. I realized I was there not only to support these two women, but to develop my own experience of collaboration with them. Through an intensive two days onsite at the conference venue, we three imagined, laughed, cried and practiced interweaving our creative abilities to create an artful song, poetry and dance-filled storyline cabaret. It was an energetically charged time as we alternately practiced for hours, presented our scholarly panel, attended other panels, and drove around the downtown streets of Spokane, Washington, getting food and supplies to keep us going. My fondest memory of this whole time is of the three of us touring around in Anya’s car, an old Volvo station wagon loaded up with our performance gear including musical and ritual 105  instruments, rattles, drums, shakers, bowls and baskets, costumes and reams of red cloth in every variety of that significant colour. At times hysterical and giddy, or just plain tired and short-fused, we were always talking and talking everywhere we went. We were happy to be together in this bubble of time as women bonding and re-bonding. In being together we acknowledged the challenging life paths we each walk in pursuit of our spirited vocations. This acknowledgement is combined with absolute reverie of recognition of each other, of being seen, coming together into women’s time like some long lost tribe. We covered many topics in endless conversations, from experiences with single motherhood in the United States, to metaformically deconstructing the other conference panels we were attending. We discussed other scholars’ missed points about the immense impact of menstruation on cultural formation through our metaformic understandings of taboo, and the ritualizing effects of women’s powerful blood. So much of the conference focused on the negative impacts, or taboo of menstruation for women. The research often focused on the cultural abjection of women’s blood as something to be contained, kept hidden and unspoken. Women and girls then experience the physical-emotional pain within the medical pathology of such, as well as the socially mediating effects of the pharmaceutical industry who respond from within this belief system. Though we each had experiences with these important issues in relation to menstruation, we realized we were an alternative view within such research and dialogues. We hold out for a bigger picture of the originary cultural power of menarche and women’s bleeding through complex understandings of such as sacred and world-forming. We understand the potency of women’s bleeding cycles as something to be confronted and lived in-relation to, and not against. Women’s blood is most often considered ‘refuse’ (garbage)—as in what is re-fused. Menstruation brings shifts in states of consciousness that demand a focus of its own in daily life, not always suited to the workaday world. Through metaformic theory, we discern concepts of taboo in notions of women’s blood as an alternately ‘polluting’ or ‘powerful’ substance. Within a hierarchical context of what Judy Grahn calls “male-only origin stories,” women’s blood has been reduced to pollution, requiring the strictest of containments and silences. In our modern era the stigma of menstruation is dealt with by seeming to pretend that this female cycle is not happening at all, though our very lives depend upon it. There is the notion of “shakti” in steams of Hinduism. Shakti is a life force energy that is especially potent within menstruating women, birthing women, and women after giving birth 106  through their lochial blood—it is the force of creation itself. A direct connection is drawn between menstruation and divinity (Grahn, 1993; Jenett, 2005a, 2005b). In both Hindu Brahminical and Dravidian concepts of shakti, these powers represent an excess or overflow of creative life energies (Jenett, 2005b, p. 183). Menstruating women can enter into oracular (as in prophetic wisdom) and trance-inducing powers at this time of their cycle, crossing into other worlds. Menstrual blood is worshipped as a sacred substance within Tantric spiritual practice cosmologies (Jenett, 2005b, p. 180). As Women’s Spirituality scholars, we co-create towards sacred views that hold such potent understandings of this cyclical and central aspect of women’s lives. Through such views, Anya, Polly and I blended our gifts, arts and imaginings, sharing them with the conference setting to offer another path of knowledge. Such in-the-moment feminine jouissance (from the French—as in an ecstasy, an ineffable pleasure beyond, a suffering from) that the three of us were experiencing together, riding around in the car and creating the performance, entraining our hearts and minds, seemed only possible because of how deeply we each travel, live with, and love, such questions of female embodiment in our own lives and in community with each other. Within our evening performance, Polly’s heart-felt, rhythmic songs and drum playing held Anya’s West African dances. Anya tells me that these dances are rooted in ancestral praisedance and agricultural traditions of West Africa, expressing love for Earth and all cycles of life. Anya’s dancing is inspired, with bold movements that shift and shape the air around her, defying gravity, moving all who witness her embodied freedom. An audience member told me afterwards how happy she felt just watching Anya dance, how her energy transmits. Our combined actions and gestures played on an extended theme of a young woman’s rite of passage into womanhood through her menarche ceremony, a celebratory initiation practice mostly lost for girls within a modern cultural milieu. I performed the mature matron-mother, whom we envisioned as the ‘female instructing principle’ that guides and cares for the young womandaughter, played by Anya, as she enters her menstrual seclusion ceremony. She is instructed and nurtured, undergoing a ritual bath, and returned to the community as a new woman. We timed our actions and movements with Polly’s singing throughout. We opened the performance by unwinding ‘red thread’ throughout the audience, walking among their tables and chairs in the conference hotel ballroom. I unspool the shaktic-menarchalred-thread-of-life among all as we move in a small, winding procession, softly singing the opening lines of Polly’s “Bledsung.” No cut, no scrape, no knife, no gun, no wound; no cut, no 107  scrape, no knife, no gun, no wound. Over and over, we sing this as a mantra. Polly continues singing and Anya’s dancing begins until I catch Anya with a long red cloth to signal her first blood, bringing her into the seclusion and safety of the moon lodge for instruction. She sits in solitude, experiencing her initiation while Polly’s singing continues into songs such as “A River’s Right,” “Lovesick,” and “Patriarchy Blues: When the Women Reigned.” For her instruction, I balance a pot on Anya’s head, a cup of water in her hand, and a carjack in the other. The carjack is a fun inside reference to our actual flat tire and tire changing experience on the road to Spokane. Anya displayed very real powers by fixing our tire by the side of the road. In our performance, Anya completes balancing and holding tasks as if receiving instructions on what it means to become the-one-who-bleeds, achieving the potency of bleeding and potential birth giving—learning the self-respect and responsibility of carrying this gift. On Anya’s emergence from the moon lodge, I ceremonially bath her with a wet cloth; I hand her a mirror so that she can view herself as the emerging goddess she represents in this moment. We run around performatively playing with the water, laughing until we walk again throughout the audience. We co-read Judy Grahn’s poem, “The woman whose head is on fire” (2008/1974, p. 98), a story line of the many-faceted lives of woman. Playing behind us the whole time are soundless projections of three videos. This is Anya’s inspiration, that our performance become a multi-media event. We project the video of Anya’s WSMA thesis documentation of women hand-building a cob (mud and hay brick) moon lodge and community ritual space. We play my “Red thread in the forest” ritual video of this dissertation text—its second public viewing. We include video footage from Judy and Dianne’s research in Kerala India, which documents menarche ceremonies and dancing by women. The profound “métissage-ing” at work in this entire event is not lost on me as we blend our lives, practices, art and scholarship, simultaneously carrying forward the work of our teachers and mentors. We fearlessly embody, at a scholarly event, the artful, spirited scholars we were ‘trained’ to become from within our Women’s Spirituality degrees and mentors. We close the performance by again moving throughout the audience, tying a piece of red thread to each person’s wrist as a token of their participation in our rite-of-passage ceremony. To finish, we get everybody onto their feet with hand-clapping encouragement. Now circulating their own blood, shaking themselves free of chairs and tables, everyone joins us for an initially awkward, then laughing, celebratory group circle dance around our initiated new woman. People are laughing and moving about, tensions dispersed as bodies release and play within the 108  circle dance. We thus offer another way of knowing menstruation and women’s bleeding as sacred through an artful, experiential performance of such. The next day we three laugh ourselves into hysterics while re-capping events and watching ourselves in my video documentation of our performance. We are amazed at this Dakini-like moment of bravado. As Polly later relays by email, I found myself in stitches, my tummy laughed until it was knotted, simultaneously I felt I'd come undone with our laughter and intensity of purpose.  Illustration 7: Jordan, Nané. (2009). Making an altar of red—womb bowl, coral beads, woven red thread wool mantle, silver heart, chocolate, goddess necklace, sari cloth, and mirror. Conference of the Society for Menstrual Cycle Research, Spokane, Washington.  109  Red Thread 2: Beginnings continued…  Nané - Home birth in the academy Undertaking my Master of Arts degree within a newly emergent academic field, I fell head long in love with the coursework in terms such as: “Embodied Spirituality,” “Archeomythology,” “Women, Spirituality and Cultural Transformation,” yet I was initially hesitant to take on the label that would come with this degree—Women’s Spirituality. I was shy to tell people this title, not from a lack of passion for the subject but from having to explain, and my lack of articulation about my involvement therein, “Oh, it’s kind of like women’s studies.” How could I describe this in one neat sentence? It was not a degree program anyone had ever heard of. Mostly, I preferred not to explain things unless it was with someone with a genuine interest in finding out what I was really up to. My deepest conversations with others came from a sense of communion with and dialogue on the subject. I’m following a deep inner urge that is drawing me beside myself towards this program in the United States. I’ve tried to ignore this urge and get on with my life because I will have to travel to San Francisco (well, that might be okay), and go into debt, and find a way to do it as a young mother too. I’ve fought through the logic of this academic choice, is it a choice or a compulsion? In fact, there is no logic to it in the ordinary sense—what am I going to do with a degree in Women’s Spirituality? Despite all this my urge keeps bugging me and bothering me. It feels right; it feels like the way forward. I experience a deep swoon of longing. It is as if the longing were being met by these voices of other women across distances I can hardly measure. I would say, generally, making a choice to enter graduate work is rooted in desire for something else. This something else pulls a student from one place of being and knowing to the next place one is apparently going in life, perhaps towards new jobs or more money, or the time to study something in particular, as in my case of following the inner voice of “Nané” connected to a thread of longing. For me, I was following an inner voice within my path of education that has a mind of its own. The responsibility of this mind becomes, at times, more than I can explain within rationally motivated logistics, it is best to surrender. I recognize such surrender in my body-mind, a kinesthetic awareness of the it-ness-of-it moment. Take the path that is given; follow the energy. Whose mind is this anyway? 110  I think through the impact of my Master’s degree, in being able to write, conduct research and publish, supporting my voice and sense of self, my passion for women’s education, health and justice work, in a literal and spiritually embodied sense. The curriculum participated academically in what I was already engaged with at the grassroots and community level. I was able to bring my life and passions into study and research itself. Working as a midwife apprentice, I often joked how I had finally found the midwifery of academia in the Women’s Spirituality graduate program. I could finally have a ‘home birth’ for my writing and research. Otherwise, it is indeed a challenge to have such a natural, physiologic, anesthesia free birth in a hospital or university surrounded by nurses and doctors or faculty who are trained to render ‘operational’ the pathologization of birth and being. The midwife metaphor is apt. For anyone familiar with the North American lay midwifery re-emergence since at least the 1970s, the practices of midwives within African diaspora and Indigenous communities, or the parteras of Central America, where midwives care for physical, psycho-social and spiritual needs of women giving birth, and women’s agency is central to this care, this kind of analogy might make sense within academia. Suffice it to say that such education supported my female-based social, political and spiritual work in a profound way, from a wholeperson perspective. In the teasing out of this process I undertake further research. I further my role as “midwife” towards the scholarly task of engaging birth processes within education and research, supporting the dispositions and values within which such scholarship is accomplished. I suggest my role as that of “philosopher-midwife.” Tending and watching, I act towards a model or philosophy of care in which such education / birthing is possible.  111  Program learning outcome # 2 ITP Program Review, MA in Women’s Spirituality, 2009  Students know that they are part of a tradition of women who have used and continue to use spiritual practices as change agents to help promote gender equality and social, economic and ecological justice. Judy – What would it mean if the world loved women? I’m internally focused right now because I’m working on a memoir, which is in part a history. I’m interviewing folks that I co-founded a movement with, Gay Women’s Liberation. Gay Women’s Liberation was liberation for everybody but with a focus on gay women. We said we were going to separate from everybody and find out who we were. We established women’s households that produced phenomenal contributions to the movement, especially in getting women’s voices out into the world. This happened in big ways, both in bookstores and in developing skills for women to get jobs. That was forty years ago, around 1969-75. The women who ran the bookstores, especially the “Woman’s Place” bookstore, short for “A Woman’s Place is in the World,” began the sorting process of pulling women’s thinking together from what was being published. They distributed all kinds of things amongst us including the early works of Mary Daly (1973) and Marija Gimbutas (1974). The moment Gimbutas arrived in the bookstore she was in my room and I started to read her. It was a very wonderful time that I’m just trying to get a grip on. Living in households together grew out of necessity, and the cheap rents. There had already been hippie and leftist movements where kids lived together collectively. We said we were going to have it be women-only, and preferably lesbian-only households. Because we came together into these households from so many different classes and places, it catalyzed a great deal of activity. There weren’t any other structures to contain us, except the landlord. That made it an extraordinary time in history, very like a ‘cauldron.’ “Spirituality” was one of the outgrowths of all this activity. The Women’s Spirituality movement, at a grassroots level, came out of that kind of movement. It was grassroots all along the way. It was Wicca out in the woods and all other kinds of gatherings through the work of women like Luisah Teish, Starhawk, Z Budapest, 112  Vicki Noble, and Max Dashu, who started the “Suppressed History Archives” in 1970, which she first named “Matriarchives,” right here in the Bay area. This was the location and the cauldron. Later on came what we call “lesbian feminism,” but first we called ourselves “gay women’s liberation,” because it wasn’t strictly a feminist movement. We really had in mind a revolutionary movement that would impact everyone, on behalf of everybody. And Women’s Spirituality is like that. This all fed into how Women’s Spirituality became part of the academy, which took another 30 years. Elinor Gadon, an art historian who wrote about the emergence of goddess mythology and symbolism within feminist art, put that in place. There were other things going on, other moments in the academy that were happening. But a full-fledged Women’s Spirituality program grew out of an art historian’s vision. Elinor couldn’t have done it without being dependent on the students. We were women in their 40s and 50s, who came to study with her in the initial Women’s Spirituality PhD cohort, at the California Institute of Integral Studies. Elinor worked closely with Ani Mander who was the feminist scholar who had made it possible for women’s psychology to be in the academy. Ani founded the first Women’s Psychology program at Antioch College. Grassroots contributions came right into the program from the Bay area, through the work of people like Z Budapest who had inherited Women’s Spirituality down a family lineage from Hungary where she was born before WWII. Then there were all of us who had secretly spiritual parents, who had an inherited ‘spirit.’ My father had inherited a spirit he talked to all the time but kept secret, that re-surfaced with me. There were all the other people who contributed to the grassroots Women’s Spirituality movement, like Paula Gunn Allen (1986, 1991). She was always seeking to know more about her LagunaPueblo roots on her mother’s side, as well as the Catholicism that she was raised within which gave her a lot of comprehension about what altars are for, how you approach Mary, and all the limitations of that as well. I lived with Paula for five years and worked with her, again in lesbian contexts. Paula was always looking for magic. I was a world-known poet by 1980. My poetry was being reprinted in newsletters in India, toured in Australia, and translated in Germany. My work had legs. But I stayed right here and just kept evolving and getting deeper into the questions that I had asked. What would it mean if the world loved women - how would things look? What contributions have women made to culture? Those have been my two big questions. 113  And the questions stay. Everyone has questions in their lives that they are trying to answer beyond who am I and where do I come from? People have deeper questions that they don’t know how to articulate, but they have them anyway. These questions direct a life and bring you to places for answers, or a deepening of the questions. The Women’s Spirituality field needs to understand just how grassroots it is. There’s a misunderstanding, in feminism as well, of understanding where things have come from, how much it’s been grassroots movements. How much it’s been working class women and lesbians and women of colour who have put these fields in place. Not in any romantic way, but out of certain felt necessities, out of inherited life experiences that needed answers. People needed to be able to articulate certain experiences that, for instance, Marxism simply doesn’t explain. For example, Marxism doesn’t explain the story of a jeweler I knew who was trying to make little gold mice. She’s a craftswoman and she couldn’t remember what mice exactly looked like. Her cat began bringing her dead mice and leaving them on her work hutch. That happened three or four times in the course of her project and it never happened again in 15 years of living with this cat. But it happened when she was working on a particular piece that required her to know what mice looked like. That’s an anecdotal story, but everybody has anecdotal experiences like that and they need some place to live. Of course we can get silly and start imagining that everything is a synchronicity, when it’s just, as Freud would say, “a cigar.” But there needs to be a legitimate place for that to live. That’s what I appreciate about working now within the Institute of Transpersonal Psychology. Instead of these anecdotal happenings being labeled “psychosis” or “delusion” or “make believe,” they are taken seriously as a part of human psychology as being “transpersonal,” as having rooted meanings towards a larger view of human consciousness. This woman had a relationship with her cat that is psychic and it’s useful. There are lots of stories like that of people interacting with creatures in nature who step across and engage with us. We need to acknowledge that. Industrialism has made us into some pretty stupid kind of people in certain ways, with our real experiences denied a lot. The factory system demanded workers who became stupefied doing their work day after day, whatever it was, including mind numbing repetitive tasks like filing and typing. But when workers wake up and come alive and begin to acknowledge actual things that happen to them, “spirituality” enters in some really alive, intelligent and observable way. To me, this is what Women’s Spirituality is. It’s not 114  a prescription. It’s not someone telling that you scripture says, “It has to be this way.” Rather it comes out of people’s own experiences that they examine and critique and say, “Well, could it have been this? Is it like what you experienced?” “Is it like what happened when we all did suchand-such by way of ritual?” Women’s Spirituality is very alive in that way, it’s not polemical.  Anya - The importance of my spirit For my Master of Arts, my idea was to find the authors I was reading and the places they were teaching. I had an ecofeminist book called Reweaving the World (1990) that I adored. Charlene Spretnak and Arisika Razak’s essays (1990) got me looking at the California Institute of Integral Studies (CIIS) because they were teaching there. I started to look at who was teaching in the Women’s Spirituality programs at New College and CIIS, including Starhawk’s work on magic, Earth-based spirituality and activism (1999, 1997), Judy Grahn’s work on menstruation (1993), and Dianne’s work on matriarchal cultures in Kerala, India. These women and their work were already in my library. I also knew that I eventually wanted to do a PhD. I had finally understood that some Master degrees go into a PhD and some don’t. When I found the Women’s Spirituality program I said, “I know it’s not the one that’s going to help me find out how to pay for it, but I know I’m doing a PhD next, so I’m going to allow myself to do this Master’s.” I’m still in debt from my WSMA studies. Coming from the class background that I do, it’s not an abstract thing to have made this huge commitment to my education. It was a compromise to be able to follow what I loved. What happened during the course of the Women’s Spirituality MA is that I deeply needed to validate myself. I’m hyperconscious of privilege. I mean “privilege” in a multitude of different ways including the privilege of religious dominancy in this culture. People in the dominant religion can be so unconscious about the fact that they have their symbols around them all the time, whereas others have to work for that. I’m hyperconscious of class and cultural privilege because I grew up as an extreme outsider. I was raised within the community of a Hindu guru that my parents followed. I never called myself an outsider, we just didn’t even see the inside. That feels like an asset to me in doing the social justice work I do. But it was hard for me to figure out what do I deserve in a way? For example ‘dance,’ I am a dancer, that is a gift from the Great Goddess in my body. I know it’s something to cherish. But I really struggled with feeling like dance was a luxury. Audre Lorde has that quote, “poetry is not a luxury.” 115  Well I didn’t know that, I couldn’t. It was hard for me to figure out how is that going to help justice if I dance and do my happy-self-dancing? When I was in Austin, Texas I got burned out in my job doing domestic violence work. There was a point where I realized I was working with my clients and I would not be listening to them, I would space out. I had gotten to a place where the wall that you have to climb every day when you do domestic violence work in this country was too big. I was coming from a place of fighting, not love. I couldn’t do this work that breaks my heart. One of my last cases was with a mom and her little girl. Mom had poor boundaries with Dad, going back and forth in their relationship. But this little girl was afraid to take a shower, with very strong sexual molestation happening. We had an active court case where I brought all the evidence about the molestation and the judge would still not cancel the dad’s rights to see his daughter. How do you hold that? I knew I was fighting and I was in a place of anger. I was fighting the system for that girl, but I wasn’t loving and trusting in spirit for her. After that last case, I moved to El Salvador because I didn’t want to be in this country anymore. I went to El Salvador with a friend for three months of social and economic training in Spanish. I worked as a Presidential election observer. I felt really unquestionable truth in my life that I had to go around and learn from all of these things for myself, to figure out what I could use my privileged position to be of use for. It was there I realized I wanted to do my graduate degree next. When I was thinking about doing my Master’s degree I got to a point where I was really frustrated. I have all these passions, how do I pull them together? Why am I educated in all these different areas? I was hoping I could figure out how this is so. I know from working in domestic violence that I have to have a connection with spirit in a really deep way. When I find the justice issues that I’m passionate about addressing, it’s essential that I have a really strong faith. A significant aspect of my WSMA studies that Judy and Dianne were always talking about with me is that they would say, “Anya, you came in with such a developed political consciousness.” I was conscious when I entered the WSMA about what I wanted to do. I gave myself the acknowledgement of the importance of my spirit. You could say “goddess,” that’s another word for when I say my “spirit.” I gave myself the importance of my spirit, “I’m interested in this so let me follow this thread.” That’s as valid as working for immigrant rights. The WSMA faculty hold spirit with such dignity. The WS program has developed such an ethical, culturally 116  conscious form of education. It’s hard for me to find people who have that level of dignity that I can really trust and work with.  Dianne – Another place to stand I was part of somebody’s dissertation study at the end of my PhD program in Women’s Spirituality at CIIS, before I started teaching in the Women’s Spirituality MA program at New College. I told a story in this study group, focused on women who have had spirit work through their lives in career changes. The story I told tells a lot, it’s a touchstone I go back to. I thought my career change was that I was coming out of years of working in the high tech industry into having a PhD. I did not know exactly what I was going to do with the PhD. That journey really was one where I let spirit guide me without expectation. I really did not foresee how I would end up teaching in and co-directing the Women’s Spirituality degree program. It’s a large part of the educational system today to have to answer the question, “What are you going to do with your PhD?” with a straight answer. As WSMA co-directors at ITP, we are going through the assessment process for the program. We see questions like, “What are the deliverables”? I remember “deliverables” from my business model. But even then there were the ‘tangible’ deliverables, which are the things that you said were going to do to cost justify your business, and then there were all the ‘intangibles.’ For instance in business, ‘intangibles’ happened when women weren’t in office typing pools anymore. All of a sudden information was accessible to everybody within the office structures. But how can you be in a Humanities program and talk about deliverables? When women come into the WSMA, they ask us, “What are we going to do with this?” My answer is, “I have no idea. There is something in you bringing you here to do this work. I can tell you what we do.” We fill students up with material that they may have never heard of. It is material that women scholars have spent their whole lives researching, studying, and going all over the world to find. It’s scholarship that looks at where women have been. And it isn’t just a couple of women doing this research, it’s happening in every discipline. As co-directors of the program, we have the privilege of gathering this work all together and making it accessible for students to learn from. Part of the language that I use to understand what it is we do is ‘giving women another place to stand.’ When women really get into contact with their deepest spirituality, 117  creativity or energetic, however you want to conceive of this, things fall into place in students’ lives. Then it becomes really clear why they were so drawn to these studies. But it may not be an easy process, and it can feel dangerous or fearful for some. They might experience a lack of understanding from those they are close to, or some struggle comes from the fear of the unknown. What I’ve seen and experienced about this process of learning, and being led by spirit, is that other people often recognize your new abilities or knowledge before you can see it in yourself. Women who have gone through this process are often especially attuned to this in others. When I was finishing my PhD, I remember my friend at Sonoma State University saying to me when we were having lunch, “You have to teach research for me.” I said, “I haven’t taught research.” And she said, “Dianne, I can just tell by the way you’re talking about it that you are the perfect teacher to teach research here, and I want you to teach it.” I was filled with doubt about my own capabilities, it wasn’t anything I could see or understand. But because of working through Women’s Spirituality, and that process I had of trusting spirit, I at least had the idea that this is “goddess” talking through this person so I had better listen up. When it’s so out of the ordinary, I understand that I need to show up and do it. Of course ultimately I’ve loved teaching. But at the time I wasn’t there yet. Part of me was there, but not my emotional, psychological self. I always want to be so good at what I do and it’s hard to take that next step into the unknown.  118  Red thread in the forest The mirror I arrive into a small clearing. I pull a circular mirror from my bag and face it upwards onto the ground in front of me, reflecting the sky. I carefully lift the mirror, offering its reflection in circular motions to the trees, forest beings, ancestors, and spirits about me. Passing over the trees, the reflected light looks like the round orb of the moon. This moon-like glow encourages me. I continue to make circles with the mirror’s reflected sunlight, feeling the depth of this place arise as my mind calms, absorbing presence and birds’ song. I give thanks for being here. I ask this place, its beings, trees, ancestors and spirits for guidance. 
  
  
 Illustration 8: Jordan, Nané. (2011). The mirror. Photo montage of video image stills from, Red thread in the forest (Jordan, 2009c). University of British Columbia endowment lands, Vancouver, BC.  119  Practice with Aikya: Visioning for Women’s Spirituality When I first suggested the idea of doing a practice together from Aikya’s current work/life she immediately said, “visioning.” In studying to become a practitioner of Religious Science since graduating from the WSMA, Aikya learned this practice done by groups in her church organization. Aikya spoke of how it took a year of visioning to arrive at a new plan for her church’s Prison Ministry which she is involved in. The visioning resulted in a project to audiotape the voices of incarcerated mothers reading storybooks to their children. The books and tapes are then delivered back to the children, supporting ongoing relationships between mother and child. Aikya and I meet to practice visioning together on a warm summer day in late July, during my 2009 research trip. We decided to work together within a public park space near her apartment in Oakland. But first she brings me to a large newly built, hyper-modern Catholic Cathedral in downtown Oakland, the “Cathedral of Christ the Light.” She sometimes wanders into this place for quiet reflection in the midst of the city, and to sit with the image of the Virgin of Guadalupe in the rear chapel. Aikya especially wants to share with me the huge sculptural mandorla, an almond-shaped ‘Vesica Piscis,’ that is the ceiling of the Cathedral itself. This is designed through interlocking edges that admit the outside light. Further slats of light come in from all sides through the roof, shaped within the vesica motif. Aikya and I studied the mandorla symbol in the WSMA program with artist Rose Frances as a signifier of the sacred yoni, a vulva shape. In the Christian iconographic tradition this shape frames figures such as Mary or Jesus to signal spiritual importance. It is an eye and vulva shape all at once, a boat of the Queen of Heaven. From midwifery work, I recognize this shape as signaling the crowning of a baby’s head at birth through her/his mother into the world of ‘light’ in the moments before a baby’s head fully emerges. This is a time of intense, potentially overwhelming, and even ecstatic sensation for the mother. The light of this Cathedral, as its name implies, reflects the Spanish phrase for giving birth as “dar la luz,” into the light. Aikya and I discuss her sense of this birthing image, whether consciously or unconsciously constructed as such by Church architects. Situated as the ‘crowning’ feature of the Church within the heart of a textually patriarchal tradition, we speak of the ways in which images so often contain spiritual lineages of the sacred female as a hidden text. These visual texts are buried, or unspoken, yet paradoxically glorified for all who can see and read other 120  meanings, a hermeneutic twist. This symbolic crowning-mother-figure gives birth to an adult image of Jesus himself. Situated strikingly as a hundred meter tall figure at the end of the church, he floats in space. He is fashioned from metallic reflective materials that play upon and reflect the light radiating from the birthing mandorla above. Being both the source of light and its void, ‘She’ is the primordial mother from which all forms arise and return, as in the paradox of emptiness and form of the Prajna Paramita of Tibetan Buddhism, or the Judeo-Christian figure of Sophia as primordial wisdom. In mediating upon these visual forms together, the notion of “vision” in “vision-ing,” where one understands vision as both external sight with the eyes and as the inner vision of intuitive knowing, seeing with the ‘mind’s eye,’ strikes me as central to my experience of Aikya. The fluidity of this dual notion of “vision,” a non-dual notion of such, breaks down the binary of objective (outside) and subjective (inside) knowledge. Aikya draws deep knowledge from images and icons, significantly following them in her life’s spiritual path. Further, she creates artworks of her visions while developing intuition and inner sight as a practice that benefits others through “visioning.” We move from the Cathedral and drive a short distance to the Oakland park. From Church to tree, we claim a bench under a large oak for our visioning practice. We admire the huge limbs of the tree with its multiple branches, listening to the birds sing from above. Aikya explains the process of visioning to me. We will ask a series of questions to goddess—what is goddess’ vision for us? In asking, we will close our eyes and allow pictures, images, colours, feelings, smells, and sounds to arise, one by one, and note each of these on paper in our laps. She speaks of how we are to let the sensations come, how this is easier or harder for differing people to allow what comes, and to not judge oneself or what arises, especially if nothing is seen or felt in the process. The question we will ask, pertaining to larger questions in this dissertation and our own lives is: what is goddess’ vision for Women’s Spirituality scholarship? We will ask this question a number of times, dwelling each time with a differing ‘sense,’ including sight, sound, smell, feel, quality, ability. We will share our answers together only after completing the whole practice in silence, except for the sound of Aikya’s voice asking each question. Aikya opens our practice with a centring prayer and invitation to goddess to be with us in our visioning process. As we begin, I feel grateful for being with Aikya, the quiet hum of the park as groups of people sit and visit with each other, and a sense of being sheltered by this large tree. First Aikya asks what does goddess’ vision of Women’s Spirituality scholarship look 121  like? I immediately see the mandorla we had been discussing. Now it looks golden and vast, sitting within a black void of space. Centred within this mandorla is a large, partially open book. I cannot see the pages themselves, the book is turned so that only the spine is visible to me. Its title and back cover are written upon, but not in any language I can read. Text and writing are unmistakably sacred. Is this a text of women’s writing or verse? It is the lost and re-found book I ever write towards. Aikya sees a large, round green bush, growing wildly with new shoots coming forward, its life ever renewing in form. Aikya then asks for the colour of goddess’ vision for Women’s Spirituality scholarship? I see soft, soft pink, in a misty cloud like form, and Aikya sees a soft rose colour and green. Green again, like new growth. Then we ask what is the sound of Women’s Spirituality? Our inner ears hear similar tones of women’s talking as others listen, we hear women’s singing, sounding, crying and laughing, the sounds of birds are everywhere. Then Aikya asks, what does it feel like? She feels a very open heart, and the sense of being open hearted with other people, feeling also a calm strength and sense of fearlessness. I feel physical sensations of prickly heat, which shifts into an expansive sense of love. When asking what does goddess’ vision smell like? I sense an earthy smell of freshly turned soil for planting, mixed with something sweet like mangoes. Aikya smells copal and sage burning and clearing energetic fields, and then she senses a strong fragrance of flowers. Both of these scents will occur for me in the ‘outer vision’ of my upcoming week of further research. This vision anticipates the smells of the healing I will undergo with MamaCoAtl, and the freshly cut flower heads I will thread with Dianne and Judy as devotional offerings in a goddess puja. But I don’t know this at the time. It is only now because of writing that I can ‘see’ the connection and in-sight of goddess’ vision. Aikya then asks what qualities do we need to embody for this vision to manifest? She feels a sense of goddess emerging—goddess is an emerging form. I sense qualities of joyfulness and caring, combined with a quality of release, an ability to let go or surrender within life. After this question of qualities, Aikya asks what must be released in order for goddess’ vision to manifest? I immediately sense that worry and resentment have to go. Aikya senses the release of ‘doing’ rather then ‘being.’ From the next question, what talent or ability do we bring to the fulfillment of Women’s Spirituality scholarship? I hear words such as, tenacity, containment, skillful means, art, and pleasure in spending time with others. Aikya sees her ability to see beyond the waking mind, 122  listening to others, acceptance of people wherever they are, knowing and following intuition as her talents. These talents lead to the question of how can we commit to this vision, and how does it feel to make that commitment? I see the great oak tree before us as both outer and inner sight/site, and realize my commitment feels just like this tree, rooted and real, coming from the roots of my life as a living being. Aikya feels a resounding Yes! She can commit to the vision, which is as Women’s Spirituality has always been for us in our studies and scholarship, fascinating, enticing, attractive, drawing us in with enchantment. It’s like there is nowhere else for us to go or to ever have been, despite the costs and questions of following such a path in these times. The final question—is there anything else that needs to be known of goddess’ vision? I hear that I am to be like the branches of a tree, all connected yet each is unique. I am to make myself heard like the gaggle of geese that has just wandered by us in the park. The geese honk and trumpet loudly as they pass us as if calling for me to “Speak up and out!” Aikya sees an arrow, like a traffic sign, pointing this way and a set of words emerges as she writes: You are guided, Always remember, You are guided. I am your inner compass, In all directions I dwell. I show the way, I am the way, As you. We end by visioning with affirmations of the vision: I focus on the goddess emerging. I am joyous - I live joyously. I am joyous - I live joyously.  123  Illustration 9: Jordan, Nané. (2009). Under the tree. Oakland, California.  124  Chapter Seven: Gifts I prefer a unified view of education, education that enables an alienated presentation to be healed. And I don’t mean healed in any kind of fantasy way, not leaving out the political realities of discrimination or family cruelty or any of that sort of thing, but healing in the sense of taking all of one’s own people into account. Taking into account where you come from and then learning to re-value that in relation to the rest of the world. In a sense it’s: how can you bring education home? (Judy Grahn, personal communication, 2009) Red Thread 3: Gifts  Nané - Mother calling My writing is interrupted by a phone call from my mother. We speak of the birthday gifts she has just sent me as I turn 40. Tomorrow is her birthday. We live far apart, at the Canadian distance of Toronto to Vancouver. For her birthday, I mailed her some simple soaps and a gift certificate. She says she is going to a local Fassbinder film festival (the German filmmaker) with this. She has sent me a beautiful brass Tibetan singing bowl. I play it for her on the phone as she explains the meaning of the symbols and text on it - Om Mane Padme Hum....hummmmm, a singing hummmmmm, hummmmmmmm, huuuummmmmmmmmmmmmmm.....arises from the bowl as I draw the small wooden mallet around its rim. “There is a sign for happiness written on the inside.” She continues, “The vibration of the sound is healing to the body and rejuvenates the cells.” I say, “It looks like goddess eyes are drawn on the bottom, like the eyes painted on the Stupas of Buddhist temples I visited in Nepal.” We talk of the beautiful green cushion she also sent for the bowl. I say, “The bowl has its own meditation cushion to sit on.” She bought a bowl for herself and a cushion too, one for me, one for you. I enjoy my mother’s creative intelligence and humour, and appreciate the efforts we each make to be able to speak to each other thus. Yet into adulthood, I sometimes feared answering her phone calls. I am aware now, though I wasn’t when I began my WSMA, that living closely within this primal relationship as a daughter and now a mother myself, is part of what drives me to find self-location and transformation within relational, holistic forms of study and work as I have. This 125  includes my midwifery work and pursuit of Women’s Spirituality education. Both of these fields highlight understandings of social, psychological and spiritual wellbeing and healing. These callings are my spiritual “mothering refuge” (Kidd & Taylor, 2009, p. 186), concerned as I am about mothers of all kinds—worldly and divine. In relation to healing family life, the curriculum of the Women’s Spirituality MA brings the content of women’s own lives into view. Re-inscribing emotional intelligence, students transform the capacities of their social and familial relations through experiencing empathic, emotionally sensitive approaches to learning. Students consciously or unconsciously surface their emotionalpsychic selves and understandings of relationships with family members. Families and “home” are understood as situated within the larger play of social and historical dramas and traumas. Remothering work is collectively lived by WSMA faculty and students within various experiences of the limits of the nuclear family. There is a social drive, of which my husband and I concur, to focus on children’s emotional needs and intelligence, to grow them up with non-harm, conscious as possible of adults’ healing so as not to transfer family and social wounds over again to the child. It’s an imperfect way of awareness we walk each day. It is a path in which I navigate my own experiences of suffering, connection and love, the paradox of this highlighted in relationships to my family of origin. Renegotiating family life and mothering/fathering is a central aspect of emergent North American feminisms (Kinser, 2008; Walker, 2007), in which families can be consciously created as we heal and transform selves and society. During my studies in the WSMA, investigating threads of my mother-father-lines, I was newly a mother myself and did not have to lose this aspect of my identity within the coursework and thesis writing. This is holistic education. After my parents’ separation when I was around six-years-old, I spent half of the week with my mom, and half with my dad. As the acrimonious separation of our household became complete, I navigated their differing lives. My childhood initiation into the healing power of spirit came through immersions in the natural world. There, I intuitively relaxed and surrendered into a wider experience of myself, a consciousness that is both immanent within me, yet equally held in the wider world of all beings and relations. I rested within the gift of this innate spirituality, enjoying co-presence of the natural world, collecting milkweed fluff and caterpillars, watching starry skies at night when away from my city life on trips with my dad to our friends’ “Land.” I understood that 126  “I” am more then the limits of my human relationships. Ecstatic connectivity and love is available in this human form. Growing up with my mother, an artist, I absorbed understanding of art making as lived experience, art as a way of life. She grew up in Toronto, after her families’ post-WWII immigration from Ireland where she was born. She completed a fine arts degree and a Masters of Fine Arts throughout the years of my childhood. My mom and I lived for many years in two rooms in a house shared with other artists. In days with my mom, we went everywhere together, to all her art events, dinners with friends, and parties. Her extensive library of literature was my source of teenage reading in authors such as Doris Lessing, Virginia Wolfe and Susan Sontag. My mother afforded me an open and artistically curious approach to the world. She was transparent with me in her struggles for self- definition and location as a creative, thinking woman, living and distilling to all about her an intensity of emotion. My father remarried, and had two more children with my stepmother by the time I was a teenager. My stepmother became a vital other-parent in my life. Throughout the years of my childhood, my father and his business partner became a creative force within Canadian filmmaking, at one point working across social-racial lines by involvement with early days of Native-focused television (Adilman, 1993; Spirit Bay TV series, 1980s). I spent my young life on film sets, working as a family actor for their early films (e.g. “Fiddles and Whimmydiddles,” 1976), and later working in other jobs on film sets. I absorbed the craft of this kind of storytelling, the rapport of the crew, actors and long hours of work. The recent birthday gifts my mother sent include pictures of my herself, my dad and I, all together as a family—an unusual marking of this past. The image is of us walking on a West Coast beach, on a 1972 journey west from Toronto. I was moved beyond knowing what to think on seeing these images. I had so carefully learned to maintain the physical and psychic separation of my original family. Photos of my baby years and early life (and theirs) were not on view in either home. Seeing this image, I have compassion for us all. I would soon encounter and then embrace double homes, a new stepmother, the births of my siblings, and a child’s view of multiple creative lives. Moving between this difference of homes, I learned to navigate multiplicity and mixed meanings. ‘Home’ was a shifting place. I encountered the groundlessness of existence at a young age, putting me on a spiritual, questing path for my own centre, before I understood my life as following such. 127  Now I live the vulnerability and simplicity of maintaining one family and home. I learn and re-learn to put my family and myself at the centre. I cannot do this work alone, I am not alone in this work. Thus I come back to writing after conversations with my mother. I think of the material category of reproduction and birth I am about to embark upon in writing of the philosophermidwife. I am thinking of female lineage, of my mother and I, of my mother and her mother, of the extension of life into my two daughters and I. This is a past, present and future in constant fluctuation with itself, as we trade and transform the roles of mother, daughter, grandmother— catch, you’re it. I am thinking of how this stream of reproduction carries incredible weight in its affect of birthing, forming and re-making lives. I think of my own entrapment and freedom in this primal birth web of mother-father, how my mother’s voice and stories hold me in a grip as I listen. The singing bowl and the photos reach to some other message my mother can’t say in words. I read them as an offering of hope and love, as some freedom in our complicated threads of being.  128  Program learning outcome # 3 ITP Program Review, MA in Women’s Spirituality, 2009  Students value the empathy, compassion, and understanding they can get from creating community and collaborating across differences. Anya – Life giving you your path I grew up studying dance. But when I finished high school and went to college I didn’t even know there were professional dancers. My parents were very spiritual but they didn’t have cultural or political consciousness. I danced for the high school football team, but I was in a cultural backwater in Texas. I didn’t even know people took dance classes for fun. My director in high school told us about the community college in Texas that was world famous for their drill team so we emulated them. If you wanted to go anywhere, you tried out for them. But I couldn’t stand more of the drill team, so I dropped it. I didn’t dance for five years. I had a really strong feeling that dancing as a hobby was a ‘privilege’ thing. My parents used their art to make a living. I couldn’t rationalize paying for a dance class unless I was willing to make it my profession. That’s how I viewed dance from the age of 19 to 29. When I quit college and moved to New Orleans I started studying samba, but it was a literal struggle. When it was time to go to the dance class on Wednesday at 7 PM the voice in my head would start with, “Well, do I want to be a professional dancer?” I attended 1/3 of the time because 2/3 of the time the voice would get me with, “I don’t know, I’m just going to do something else.” I was too afraid. It was an economics-value thing. I studied different dance forms here and there, but I was never committed to a class because I could never keep going. When I was in Austin about eight years ago, I was so frustrated with my fear of going to dance class and wanting to go. It was driving me crazy every week. I saw a flyer about a West African woman from Paris teaching an intensive workshop where there’d be a performance at the end. I signed up and it was so advanced. It’s a very elaborate art form that looks easier then it is. There are anti-gravity movements that you do when you’re down, but you are really going up. I tried it but it was hard to learn in one week. Everybody else had done it before, but I still loved it. The teacher chose who would be in the performance and it was everyone else but 129  myself and another person. My pride as a dancer was crushed. I cried and didn’t go back. It was partially ego, but mostly just over my head. I’m a Hip Hopper. I mostly danced at Hip Hop shows. A good Hip Hop MC is like a prophet, channeling and speaking spirit. That’s when I would let spirit come through me. I would really trust and let it come through. People would come up to me afterward and say, “I saw you dancing, you made me so happy.” But I also had a feeling of not being safe. If you dance like that, some men sexualize you and get too close. I’d have to elbow them sometimes, “Get out of my way.” I had to be harsh because I got so much attention and I didn’t want it. It was an intense struggle, because the only place that I allowed myself to dance was publically. All the joy of my life would come out in that second of dancing and I had to literally subdue the moves. That was my dance experience until I came to New College. I started to sit with this and wrote a paper about it in the “Embodied Spirituality” class, during my fourth session of classes. When I started the WSMA degree in the spring I went to Kerala, India, with Judy and Dianne. We studied for a week at a traditional cultural, heritage and arts centre. We all chose three subjects to study. Tell me I did not struggle about how much to dance or not. But my friend said, “I’m doing dance for all three subjects!” She’s so bold about it. She’s a dancer, no problem. So I studied Bharatanatyam for a week and I loved it. I love every single part about dance and learning dance. I love being corrected by the teacher, the challenge of doing nineteen things and still remembering the eyes. Then a month after we got back from Kerala I went for the first time to a West African dance class in Port Townsend. I went to that dance class and it was just like life giving you your path. I never missed a single class. That was three years ago. If I’m sick, I just go to sit and listen. I’m a different person now. The person who struggled about whether I can go or not is gone. For me, this is being able to truly accept and hold my identity and gifts as a dancer and not be embarrassed or ashamed. It’s not that I felt I didn’t have value, but I didn’t feel safe. Port Townsend is a very tiny town of eight thousand people. There’s a 15-year history of people doing West African dance in the town with no teacher. This is a dance indigenous to West Africa, from agricultural people in the region where the jembe drum comes from. The movements are ritually-based, with a strong understanding that spirit ancestors are moving through you. It’s not choreographed, there are specific moves, but they are very old moves 130  that everybody does. When I started the class, a young West African dance teacher started to teach the dances her teachers taught her. What I experience is a deep, profound sense of community in the dance class. Everybody knows each other, just like when you show up to a T-ball practice. At the beginning and end of every class we would say, “Thank you to the ancestors and spirit for being here with us and moving through us.” There are no mirrors, which was shocking for me. I had to develop an internal frame of reference. Every dance I’d ever learned was done through the way it looks. Now I had to learn what the movements felt like in my body. And there is no sense of separation between the drummers and the dancers. We all know that we are playing for enjoyment. I soaked it all up. I accepted it all and it was an instant transition because I wanted this so badly. I had been praying for years to find a dance form that I could commit to, to have confidence in, teach and perform. I was blessed with walking right into that.  Dianne – Stand in these methodologies What I know is that when you are the most vulnerable, is when you have the most profound affect. I go back to an article that I wrote for publication about my teaching practice in Women’s Spirituality. I loved writing it and the editors could not understand what I was writing about. That’s work that I really care about and I want to keep re-writing it so that it will convey what I know to a larger audience. I know I’m skilled at communicating ideas in the classroom through the curriculum, that I can organize and present materials really well. But I am more challenged by things that have a deeply held emotional content. If I were an artist, maybe it wouldn’t be so hard? Understanding teaching and learning in Women’s Spirituality is in that inbetween territory. Women’s Spirituality is very interdisciplinary work. At New College, the WSMA had its own department. Now that it is situated within Transpersonal Psychology, we continue to stand in the teaching and research methodologies we’ve developed. We know we know what we are doing, but we are working on articulating it. I always talk and think about doing things with integrity. The shift from New College to ITP framed for me how I am the “curriculum manager.” When New College was closing we had to write WASC goals (Western Association of Schools and Colleges) to describe what are we teaching and why. I’m a process person. In terms of the WSMA structure, I understand what courses should be at the beginning, the 131  middle, and the end of the program, “This is really good but it shouldn’t come here, it should come there.” This voice comes from experience with my own development and through watching so many women over the years. If certain things are taught too early, they can be overwhelming because students don’t have a foundation for them. If you build the materials, then more women get held through the whole process. In the fall, three classes are taught together which focus on personal processes and the bonding of the women, including “Spiritual Autobiography.” Beginning to personally reflect and bond with other students that you will go through the whole program with sets the stage for everything else to unfold. “Women, Religion and Social Change” is also taught where we introduce feminism and the concepts of how to have a feminist lens on religion. Not just religion as practice, but understanding religion as culture, how this is the “culture” that we swim in. Whether you have any religious beliefs or not, we have internalized a lot of these ideas. One of the things I saw happening over and over is that some students get so despairing. The information that has been written and said about women and our bodies, where shame, fear, and indoctrination comes from, is very deep and can be really overwhelming to take it in. Because of this, we’ve learned to bring in voices of women who have used spirituality and religion in liberatory ways. We show how this is what has been said, but this is what women really do. Those are two different things. If you look across the world at women, they are living, practicing, or resisting from another set of values. I use my research on the woman-centred ritual of Pongala in Kerala, India, to talk about that. What are these “domestic” rituals really about? Another class taught in the first quarter is “Art as Sacred Practice.” The instructor brings in all kinds of sacred images of women. Students are flooded with a cornucopia of the female divine, and begin to re-orient their own embodiment by looking at what artists have created. Students are introduced to making art from their own lives and find ways to open artistic channels they may not have drawn from before. During this first quarter, some students also take Judy Grahn’s creative writing class. She supports them in finding a spoken and written voice through amazing coaching around how to handle your ‘inner critic,’ a voice that often stops women from writing and sharing their work with others. Then Vicki Noble will teach either priestessing or “Female Shamanism,” where students’ explore ritual and get a cultural 132  understanding of women’s contemporary spiritual practices and ancient lineages, in a womancentred way. The second quarter we take that learning deeper through “Metaformic Theory” and “Archeaomythology.” Both classes offer more complex theories and methods of understanding women’s histories and practices. Once you’ve got a foundation, these classes deepen the ideas. Both Metaformic theory and Archeomythology talk about origin stories, and continue to use women’s own lives as information that they can bring to inform their research and work. By then, students are used to writing and seeing why from a feminist perspective your own story is so important. I say it over and over, “Unless you disclose who you are, how can someone evaluate what you are saying?” “Embodied Spirituality” is also taught in the second quarter. Instructors offer students body-based modalities of dance, movement, and readings that confront and extend the kinds of physical and psychological limits that have been imposed on women and our bodies. It’s one of the hardest classes for students because of shame and issues around body image, being able to be seen and witnessed by others. Many women have deep trauma in their lives that they haven’t dealt with on any level. This is particularly true now in what we know now about biology and how trauma is stored in the body in the nervous system; it can be reactivated. That’s what “posttraumatic stress” is, when the body takes over and tries to protect you. The instructors of this class are highly skilled at moving students through that. They bring a lot of tools and techniques. For women who need more it starts them on their path. We give them a lot of resources if that’s something that resonates or doesn’t. Other courses include: “Uncommon Kinship: Cultivating Community across Diverse Lines,” “Women’s Sacred Texts,” “Life Cycle Rituals,” “Organic Inquiry and Critical Analysis: Feminist Research,” “The Ancestral Journey: African and African-American Spiritual Culture in the West African Diaspora.” Students undertake a “Community Service Practicum” by volunteering or creating a project that has an activist or practical focus within a community. Then they write their MA thesis. The MA thesis is an integration of a student’s learning through her own unique focus. It’s something that really matters to her. Students have multiple avenues of expression to work from. I always go back to the goals of the program we developed for WASC. Women really need to deeply understand themselves as sacred beings that have a lineage. The times we 133  live in are actually a blip out of this historical context. The understandings all over the world are that women are at the center, not at the margins. Just that information alone is so important, and it isn’t that men are not included elsewhere. Many women in the US don’t have this understanding and it changes the way that they are in the world. What is important about the way that women show up in our lives? Well, we really need agency. Where does that come from? It comes from understanding how the things that we do on a day-to-day basis are the most important things in the world. It’s having conversations like you and I are right now. It’s showing up at the hospital, it’s listening to your friend. And it’s asking questions of the past, like, “What did priestesses do? How did priestesses function?” We have a modern idea that we need psychologists, and not that psychology isn’t important, but I’m intrigued with the occupation of “spiritual guides,” or spiritual counselors for people. They had those in some traditions; it’s been an occupation of women for thousands of years. Last year, ITP gave me an Engagement Award and it threw me into a state of grief because I know that it isn’t about me. I couldn’t accept the award without giving a speech about the faculty as a community. The co-directors, adjunct faculty, student and alumni voices are all included. This community voice comes from a deep engagement that we all have with these materials and with each other. We have WSMA faculty meetings four times a year that we all look forward to. We just had a meeting where we were working through who feels left out, whose voice needs to be heard more within the faculty? We also realize as co-directors that we are aging, how much longer are we going to be able to do this? What will happen when we are not all doing this together? It will just be different. But I so deeply value what we have created together, that discussion, engagement and open-heartedness that we all try to stay in.  Aikya – She knew every plant The things we did in the WSMA were certainly not things that I’d done in any other classroom. But I was able to be open hearted and be there with the other students. My attitude towards my life is that it’s a huge experiment. Try it till it doesn’t work anymore, and if it works, “Wow!” I just loved Rose Frances, the director of the WSMA when we started. So much of what Rose gave us went right over my head. I wish I could do it over again because now I could understand it. She shared things with us about Native culture. She came from the Mid-west and knew about some of the early cultures that lived there. I had no idea. I wasn’t even 134  connected to my own Native background let alone knowing that all that incredible richness was right here in this country. For me the WSMA was a beginning but not quite a flowering. It was a breakthrough, coming from having no woman-centred anything at all, to being immersed in it for a while and starting my healing. When I came into the WS program and for a several years afterwards I was still pretty freaked out, which had to do with my own personal emotional wounds. The healing wasn’t over because I got a degree. That’s one of the reasons I got into Religious Science. As soon as I walked into it in 2005 I said, “These people have a healing modality and I need it for me. And I want to learn how to give it away to others.” Recently, I was in a workshop on the topic of “the patriarchal past” in relation to “the future of the Divine Feminine,” that a group of CIIS Women’s Spirituality students presented at a local conference (Davis, Truxler, Rowan, Schorman, & Slazar, 2007). Their panel included views of “menarche.” I was listening to them when I realized that I was mentally and physically unable to remember my Native heritage until I stopped menstruating, until menopause. I wanted to go up and tell one of the women about the potential for reinforcing and making part of your body whatever you find most precious during menstruation. I was thinking about saying that, when I realized how something else was being taught to me during all the years I was menstruating. It was the reinforcement of the dominant culture and how to be a ‘woman.’ How to hold my body as a woman in this culture overpowered everything I had learned from before that. It made me realize how important it is to have spiritual practice as Amma recommends during menstruation. I couldn’t remember my Native ancestry because it wasn’t part of what happened to me every month when I was bleeding—that was a huge for me to understand. There is a beautiful Native woman who comes to our Church to sit and listen with a Native elder named Grey Wolf. She has no idea either. She doesn’t know who she is. She hasn’t had the ‘Native’ experience. Her parents were perhaps being very modern or maybe didn’t know themselves. I have Lenape or Cherokee lineage. In terms of my Native heritage, I didn’t remember anything from my background before doing the WSMA, such as the visits with my great aunt and uncle, or my father teaching me beading or leatherwork. After my grandfather died when I was 8, we didn’t talk about it anymore. In Judy Grahn’s course on “Feminist Theory” we had to pick a book from Judy’s list of titles to do a report on. I immediately picked Paula Gunn 135  Allen’s book, “The Sacred Hoop: Recovering the Feminine in American Indian Tradition” (1992). We were supposed to pick something that had to do with us, our own embodiment, and I just really wanted to read Paula Gunn Allen’s book. At the time I had no conscious memory of myself being part Native. It was a nuisance that I had to explain what it had to do with me. Then I remembered the turtle rattle that I had gotten at age three. I also remembered running into the room when my grandfather was having a vision and I saw the vision too. That was a really big deal as far as my grandfather was concerned. He was sitting as he often was, watching baseball on the TV, and between himself and the TV was a little adult male. Not like anyone I’d ever seen. He was not too much bigger then I was. He was wearing funny clothes, and I said to my grandfather, “Who’s that?” He’d never had anybody in the family see the things that he saw. He looked at me and wanted to explain him in some kind of age appropriate way, “Oh, that’s Jack Frost, that’s the one that paints the ice drawings on the window in the winter.” The little man was wearing clunky shoes and trousers with suspenders. I don’t know where this character came from or why my grandfather was seeing him. I’ve asked more people about it now. I discovered that the Lenape, the Cherokee, and all the East Coast Native peoples have the tradition of the little people. That’s as far as I’ve gotten. But because I saw him that started the, “Well, we better teach her about this stuff.” Then came the gift of the turtle rattle. When I looked up my turtle rattle for the paper in Judy’s class, the one I had received was a Cherokee turtle rattle. I couldn’t figure out how I could have a Cherokee turtle rattle if I was in New Jersey. I studied the different groups that were there and found out how some Cherokee from down South had been slaves. They left the Cherokee Nation before the civil war, before the Trail of Tears, and moved up to Pennsylvania, New Jersey and New York. Even finding that out, I was still thinking I had to be a Lenape. But when I went to a Pow Wow in Pennsylvania to meet Lenape folks, they didn’t look like my grandfather. The Cherokee look like my grandfather. When the Cherokee came North they intermarried with the Lenape. In tracing identity, you have to find the real people as the history has been erased or is not told. I was given the turtle rattle and a little hand drum between ages three and four, when we started visiting my great aunt and uncle on Long Island. The drum was very old, something my father or my grandfather had. My aunt was still living on Long Island in a fairly traditional life. She knew every plant. We went out gathering berries with her and carried them in wonderful baskets she had made. I loved her baskets and wanted to make them so my father taught 136  me some simple skills. But it was nothing like the elaborate things she made. I had forgotten all of that. I don’t have my original turtle rattle, but I made one after I graduated from the WSMA. A Lenape man from Pennsylvania taught me how to make it by email. He sent me pictures and told me how to get the turtle shell and how I needed to have a cedar bough. You put water pebbles inside. Paula Gunn Allen has a lot of things to say about women as spiritual leaders in the Native community. I discovered simultaneously the work of an American anthropologist who really understood, photographed, and reported factually what was going on with the Pueblo women in their life cycle. I wanted to see what the people looked like that Paula Gunn Allen was writing about. She is Pueblo and I wanted to see the special hairdo of the menarchal woman. They wear this big hoop-like bun on either side. Then they get a haircut when they become mothers. These women have such distinct ways of showing up in the world. Thinking about menstruation like that, in my years in the ashram with Swami-ji, the Western women were gotten together one day and taught the proper way to behave when we had our periods in a Hindu environment, “You don’t come to the temple. You don’t go to the teacher.” This was explained to us by an uptight male. It felt very punitive and excluding, some of us were pretty angry about it. This man didn’t have any idea of the positive stuff that Hindu women might think or do. All we got was the negation, “You may not do this or that. You may not pick flowers for garlands or offering in the temple.” I discussed this with an Indian friend and she told me that the whole body is cleaning out. It’s not just the genital area that is bleeding, your skin is releasing too. If you touch things like flowers, or some foods, they’ll actually turn colour. She told me about the rules in her family during menstruation. You had to stay in a certain part of the house, you weren’t supposed to talk much to anybody and you didn’t cook at that time. The next time I got my period I called her and said, “You know what? I feel like sitting in the corner, not talking to anybody, and definitely not cooking.” From my own reaction I got the idea that maybe women had come up with all these rules. It wasn’t the men imposing some silliness. It was the women saying, “Hey, hold off.”  137  Red thread in the forest The red thread mantle I enter this waking dream, transforming myself from the everyday. I begin to move through the forest wearing only the woven red thread mantle on my body. The red mantle is my guide into this forest. Placenta-like, its woven form is the interface of my body within the trees, exchanging nourishments with the Earth Mother of this place. Umbilical-like, long loose tendrils of red thread trail behind me as I carefully walk, catching and collecting twigs and leaves. Gathering such medicines by red thread, I take them with me. I move slowly and deliberately. I stop next to a cedar tree. I am drawn to this tree.  
  
 Illustration 10: Jordan, Nané. (2011). The red thread mantle. Photo montage of video image stills from, Red thread in the forest (Jordan, 2009c). University of British Columbia endowment lands, Vancouver, BC.  138  Practice with Vicki: Dakini mandala Vicki picks me up from the bus stop as I arrive into Santa Cruz from San Francisco. We have breakfast together, catching up on our news. We then head to her cottage-like bungalow home, steps from the Santa Cruz beaches. I think of the contrast of this town and ocean infused space from her previous forest homes in the adjoining mountains, where I had visited her for workshop days during my WSMA studies. Back then, I drove long winding roads up and up across ridges with wonderful views and vultures flying out. Today, the sun shines down on us, highlighting the growing abundance of Vicki’s garden that extends from both the front and back of her house. Vicki has a passion and commitment to have her hands in the earth, growing food and herbal medicines in a desire for sustainable communion with the Earth and its cycles. She shows me, among many other plantings, tall Echinacea flowers and some newly planted raspberry bushes, a soon-to-be treat for her grandchildren. We move to her back yard area, and the cottage studio that Vicki teaches her workshops and lessons from. Tibetan prayer flags adorn the yard area, waving out their prayers, and perhaps my own hopes for this day. I am uncertain as to any specific personal intentions for today’s practice beyond the idea to document it all for this dissertation. Having documentation media going admittedly makes me nervous, as if I won’t be completely able to relax into our time together. But I want to be open to what I learn in the ways that I have always come for teachings from Vicki. I have always left with a less conditioned self, a freer-female-being who opens to knowledge of her own truth, clearer feeling, like a good walk in the forest. Our day will consist of Vicki’s Dakini practice adapted from Tibetan Buddhism which includes: a recitation and visualization practice, Dakini mandala making with collage materials cut from glossy magazines, and ongoing dialogues between us. Vicki draws from various resources to guide our day, including her preparation of my current astrological chart to see what larger forces are influencing my path, relationships and life. I have sought astrological guidance from Vicki in past dialogues via telephone, but had forgotten that our workings together today will include this. This catches me off guard as in my mind I am here to document Vicki’s ‘practice,’ the Dakini mandala, and am not so focused on my-self. Yet Vicki’s use and deep knowledge of astrology reminds me how closely she works with each woman who comes to study with her. Today I am that woman coming for study and insight. I am documenting the knowledge co-created between you-and-I, us, we, a never-ending relational process of learning. While there is a practice and structure to contain today’s learning, in her workshops 139  Vicki often focuses on the specific needs and questions of each student who comes to her, tailored from a woman-centred location of spiritual practice within woman-to-woman dialogue. This is a truly unique way of receiving instructions, one in which I feel very much at home. I think of this now as a matriarchal relationship to learning, where matriarchy means, “mother at the centre.” As a scholar, Vicki has been a student and advocate of matriarchal studies for years, in ancient and living societies of such. Many of the images in Karen Vogel and her 1976 “Motherpeace Tarot” deck, centre from what has been corroborated in scholarly research documenting living matriarchal traditions from around the world as “Societies of Peace” (Goettner-Abendroth, 2009). Matriarchies are complex socio-cultural-economic systems that are gender egalitarian and cooperative societies. Familial relationships and property are located within mothers’ households without the influencing of bonds of marriage, divorce, domestic violence, child custody battles or illegitimacy that plague women, men and children within current North American society. In the words of Indigenous activist, actor and educator Russel Means: This last 6,000 years is a convenient lie. From religion to governments, we have lived under a patriarchy with the leaders at the top of the proverbial pyramid… Within this strict system, there is no true freedom…The answer is to simply return to a matriarchy, based on the feminine. A matriarchy actually represents the origins of individual liberty through representative government. (Stanford University Talk, April, 2011) Being with Vicki is an experience of centring within matristic, woman-centred learning processes. I always feel connected to something ancient, yet real, current and alive when practicing with her and other women in her groups. The teachings themselves must love this moment—the moment in which teacher and student meet and the teachings come alive, experiencing breath within bodies that bestow their grace. We begin as Vicki lights the Dakini candles that sit on a low coffee, altar table. We sit close by on cushions on the floor. The candles will burn with us for the rest of the day: Blue Vajra Dakini in the East (water), Yellow Ratna Dakini to the South (earth), Red Padma Dakini in the West (fire), Green Karma Dakini in the North (air), and White Buddha Dakini at the centre. Vicki invites us to get into a different space, to open our hearts through repeating a mantra, Om - Ah - Hum, and settle more into our bodies. She offers me a set of prayer beads to hold as we begin repeating this mantra to centre ourselves, saying Om - Ah - Hum, Om - Ah Hum, Om - Ah - Hum, over and over, first in a slow cadence. I close my eyes and repeat the 140  mantra. Part of me feels self-conscious and somewhat scattered as tape and video equipment roll while we begin. I wonder what it means to document ourselves, how does the equipment affect our experience? As we finish this round of mantras, Vicki explains that the “Om” opens the forehead and vision centre, the “Ah” opens the throat, voice and expression, and the “Hum” opens the heart— all three clear the lower centres (or chakras). We repeat the mantra again, this time faster and faster. Om-Ah-Hum, Om-Ah-Hum, Om-Ah-Hum... The sounds roll through my mouth. I sink more into these vibrations as our combined vocals become a low droning chant I can fall into, releasing my worries about the equipment. The thought arises that it is probably a good idea to tape us anyway. I wonder if anyone has taken the time to document Vicki’s practices? As I had been initiated into the Dakini practice from Vicki in previous classes at her forest homes, we decide to launch into reading the Dakini invocations together. But first she shows me a pictorial template she is developing or re-conceiving from ancient wisdom. An Earth-based mandala, this image weaves together the lunation phases of the new, full, waxing, waning and quarters of the moon, with the solar yearly seasonal cycle, of solar solstices, equinoxes, and cross-quarter holidays. Vicki explains that many ancient cultures used this 8sided wheel, a form of reckoning time with both lunar and solar templates. I sense the connection of this mandala work to Vicki’s earlier writing in “Shakti Woman” (1991) about the importance of women’s menstruation and its lunar entrainment in early calendars. The lunar, moon cycle, marks the days of women’s retreat and re-emergence from bleeding, and ritual attention to this. Vicki explains how we live inside of this set of relationships between Sun, Moon and Earth, we just don’t know it, track it, or honour it within Western linear, progressive time. Vicki is teaching this mandala in the WSMA through her Archeomythology classes at ITP. She has students practice with it different ways until they can really experience how we live inside of this sun-moon-earth mandala of relations that give birth, grow, retreat and die within monthly and yearly cycles. Living within cycles of birth, death and regeneration, we have allow phases of rest, learning how things are both born and come to an end. In pondering cycles, I think of my own release at times into the elements and the copresence of the natural world, my most basic and assured ‘spiritual’ practice. I think of the efforts of birthing my children, how the intense energies riveted me to the creative cycle of regeneration and birth as they each emerged. Picking up each of my babies at birth into my arms was the most potent ecstasy. Now, as I approach mid-life, this cycle of life continues as I watch 141  my daughters take bloom into their own young womanhoods and I now age. Simply looking at the moon and observing its waxing and waning cycles, taking time to admire its form is one such practice of entrainment within the mandala Vicki has set before me. Vicki discusses crosscultural and timeless forms of this such as: the Chinese yin-yang symbols of dark and light, the 8-pointed flower of the ancient Sumerian goddess Inanna, the 8-pointed flower of the Virgin Mary, the 8-pointed star of the Tibetan goddess Tara, and the 8-points of the Aztec calendar. Vicki affirms this as the mandala-of-life on this planet. For us to come back into it, to anchor to it within our practices is very strong medicine, a template for understanding our relationships within natural cycles. On that note, Vicki launches into a reading of recent and upcoming lunar and solar eclipses in my astrological chart. She cautions that lunar eclipses can have emotional openings with negative or challenging influences that emerge over time. I realize the day she mentions was a successful teaching day for me at UBC. I ran a textiles workshop with a graduate class of teachers. The students relished the opportunity to work with their hands and make a textile “muse” based from their own life stories. They spent hours absorbed in the materials I offered; tears even flowed during class as students connected with what mattered to them. This was also the day that I began to experience a painful sinus infection and toothache for which I was on antibiotics during my travel to California in this time. This event later set off a dental and health crisis that would stop my work for several months thereafter. I know this all now, in the spring of 2011, in hindsight of that teaching and research summer of 2009 with Vicki and others. How to grasp this flux and flow of time and perspective? I could not have anticipated my descent, surrendering to a health crisis upon finishing the fieldwork aspect of this research. My descent of late 2009