{"id":21834,"date":"2012-08-11T16:16:10","date_gmt":"2012-08-11T21:16:10","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/timesandseasons.org\/?p=21834"},"modified":"2012-08-11T15:22:22","modified_gmt":"2012-08-11T20:22:22","slug":"finding-my-heavenly-mother-part-1","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/timesandseasons.org\/index.php\/2012\/08\/finding-my-heavenly-mother-part-1\/","title":{"rendered":"Finding My Heavenly Mother &#8211; Part 1"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"http:\/\/timesandseasons.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/08\/heavenlymother1.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-21855 alignleft\" title=\"heavenlymother1\" src=\"http:\/\/timesandseasons.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/08\/heavenlymother1-200x300.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"200\" height=\"300\" srcset=\"https:\/\/timesandseasons.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/08\/heavenlymother1-200x300.jpg 200w, https:\/\/timesandseasons.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/08\/heavenlymother1.jpg 683w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 200px) 100vw, 200px\" \/><\/a>The Mormon conception of God encompasses both a Heavenly Father and a Heavenly Mother. However, we almost never talk about our Heavenly Mother. In this series, I&#8217;ll give you a peek into my own personal journey toward learning to know my Heavenly Mother.<\/p>\n<p>Like many Mormons, I grew up always knowing about Heavenly Mother, but never really talking about Her. And honestly, the relative absence of my Heavenly Mother didn\u2019t ever bother me much. In fact, when I thought of Her at all, I thought of Her as a sort of special, beautiful secret, or an esoteric doctrine I found aesthetically pleasing. To me, She was more of an idea than a real person; certainly She didn\u2019t seem as \u201creal\u201d as God the Father or Jesus Christ, whom I heard about every week at church, and with whom I was encouraged to develop a personal relationship.<\/p>\n<p>Fast forward to approximately a year ago. We\u2019d had a serious marital shakeup, then a couple of difficult financial years, and several international moves. I was emotionally and physically exhausted. What I really needed was to drop off the face of the earth for a sabbatical on some sun-drenched desert island. So we did the next best thing. Since we were already on that side of the world, and it was the closest reasonable approximation to otherworldly escape, we moved to a sleepy beach town in the balmy little North African nation of Tunisia. And for the next few months, every morning I would walk down to the beautiful Hammamet beach, sit on the shore above the waterline, look out at the brilliantly blue sea and sky, and just be still.<\/p>\n<p>After a while, I started to bring along a notebook so I could set down my feelings and try to sort through them.\u00a0And then one day I began to write poetry. Poetry has always been both cathartic and enlightening for me. In a philosophy class once, my professor explained that the Greeks believed poets had a kind of madness sent from the gods, which enabled them to write things that they did not know or understand themselves. That made sense to me, since I find that reading my own poems is essentially a similar experience to reading other people&#8217;s. The oddest, and sometimes the most profound things pop up in poetry without ever passing through the conscious mind.<\/p>\n<p>Much of the poetry I began to write on the beach in Hammamet dwelt on religious and Biblical (or Book of Mormon) themes. Among others, I wrote about Eve, Mary, Jesus, Noah, Lehi, and Sarah (with whom, for obvious reasons, I\u2019ve always felt a kinship). I explored how their struggles and triumphs mirrored and illuminated mine, and found solace and understanding in their stories. And then one day it happened. Heavenly Mother appeared in one of my poems.<\/p>\n<p>After I\u2019d written it down, and then polished up the rhyme, meter, and internal assonance and consonance till every word was perfect, I just sat and stared at it. There She was, unaccountably, but undeniably. I hadn\u2019t set out to write a poem about Her. She had just appeared, unbidden, like a rare pearl unexpectedly washed up on the sand at my feet.<\/p>\n<p>It was a strange experience for me. The absence of discussion about Heavenly Mother at church is nearly absolute, and many members believe the subject to be actually taboo. I felt I\u2019d done something unwittingly subversive.\u00a0I mean, we have this one hymn we sometimes sing (called, ironically, O My Father) that mentions Her, and occasionally a speaker in Conference will throw out the phrase \u201cheavenly parents.\u201d But a cursory search for \u201cheavenly mother\u201d on lds.org yields exactly 16 results. For perspective, a similar search for \u201cheavenly father\u201d comes up with 14,625.<\/p>\n<p>This is the climate I was raised in, and I think it\u2019s a fairly typical experience for Mormons.\u00a0Who writes poems about Heavenly Mother? Those edgy people who run Sunstone Magazine, and complain that women never pray in General Conference, and agitate for the removal of the \u201cgender ban\u201d on the Priesthood, that\u2019s who. Not I.<\/p>\n<p>But somehow, I had done it. And I hadn\u2019t just done it. I had read it, and I had felt it, and there She was, no longer just an idea, but suddenly as disconcertingly real as God the Father, as if She had somehow breathed life into Herself.<\/p>\n<p>That first poem was like the opening of a floodgate. It was followed by several more, and then by a ravenous quest to learn more about Her, and find a place for Her in my mind and heart. I didn\u2019t quite realize it then, but my life changed that day, on the beach under the sun with my notebook open on the sand. My eyes were opened to a ravishing new world.<\/p>\n<p>Ten years ago, I spent a year and a half as a missionary doing nothing but teaching people about God, and watching them awaken to the delight of knowing Him. But I never knew how it felt to really yearn and wonder if God was there, until the truth sank deep into my heart that \u201cGod\u201d means not only my much-loved Father, but also a Mother I was only beginning to know.\u00a0That awakening has been the beginning of a journey that has changed not only the way I see God, but the way I see myself and everything else.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>I talked of God to men who knew Him not,<\/p>\n<p>Described His wondrous father&#8217;s love, and taught<\/p>\n<p>Brave knees to bend, strong hands to clasp, and eyes<\/p>\n<p>To close against the dark, rough voice to rise<\/p>\n<p>Towards heaven; saw their faces lifted, whole,<\/p>\n<p>A childlike passion kindled in the soul.<\/p>\n<p>And I, who from my early, earnest days<\/p>\n<p>Harked to His words, and walked in all His ways,<\/p>\n<p>Talked with Him, told Him all my childish thought,<\/p>\n<p>Poured forth my tender joys to Him, and brought<\/p>\n<p>My sorrows to His feet, and left refreshed,<\/p>\n<p>And never felt His lack, nor went unblessed,<\/p>\n<p>I never ached or yearned for Heaven&#8217;s care<\/p>\n<p>Until I learned I had a Mother there.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/sidereal\/307016014\/sizes\/l\/in\/photostream\/\">\u00a0photo credit<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The Mormon conception of God encompasses both a Heavenly Father and a Heavenly Mother. However, we almost never talk about our Heavenly Mother. In this series, I&#8217;ll give you a peek into my own personal journey toward learning to know my Heavenly Mother. Like many Mormons, I grew up always knowing about Heavenly Mother, but never really talking about Her. And honestly, the relative absence of my Heavenly Mother didn\u2019t ever bother me much. In fact, when I thought of Her at all, I thought of Her as a sort of special, beautiful secret, or an esoteric doctrine I found aesthetically pleasing. To me, She was more of an idea than a real person; certainly She didn\u2019t seem as \u201creal\u201d as God the Father or Jesus Christ, whom I heard about every week at church, and with whom I was encouraged to develop a personal relationship. Fast forward to approximately a year ago. We\u2019d had a serious marital shakeup, then a couple of difficult financial years, and several international moves. I was emotionally and physically exhausted. What I really needed was to drop off the face of the earth for a sabbatical on some sun-drenched desert island. So we did [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":140,"featured_media":21855,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-21834","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-corn"],"jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_featured_media_url":"https:\/\/timesandseasons.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/08\/heavenlymother1.jpg","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/timesandseasons.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/21834","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/timesandseasons.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/timesandseasons.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/timesandseasons.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/140"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/timesandseasons.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=21834"}],"version-history":[{"count":49,"href":"https:\/\/timesandseasons.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/21834\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":21880,"href":"https:\/\/timesandseasons.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/21834\/revisions\/21880"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/timesandseasons.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/21855"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/timesandseasons.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=21834"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/timesandseasons.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=21834"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/timesandseasons.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=21834"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}