04/12/2026
"It is I, Kali. I come before you in my vibrational dance. I enter your field with the grandeur of earth and stars coalesced. The great primordial mother, She of ten thousand names, the beginning and the end. I am the All, the everything. I am dark space, the galaxies, the planets and the flesh. I am the creator and the destroyer. I am the dark moon and the full, the fall and the spring. I am the mighty She that stands at the conception and cessation of all worlds, the great regeneratrix, guiding my daughters to strength and fruition, passion and power, peace and destiny.
When I appear I bring death to all that has had its time, as we writhe together in a fusion of love and holy rage, birthing anew onto pathways of fateful beginnings; beginnings formed in my hallowed womb, Dark Mother, Kali-Ma. I am She from before time, She of no time, shakti, dharma, forever’s familiar, star of stars. I am the universe, the one-song, the female divine. I am She who rises against injustice, severing tethers of control, slayer of domination. Liberating my daughters from the bridle, sanctifying the sacred blood of your cycle; blessed life-givers of physicality and invention, I honour thee from dusk ‘til dawn. I am the truth laid bare as bones.
I greet my daughters gently when I come, as some may fear my presence, at first; the sensation of my raw life-force energy, unknown to them for too long in a narrative ruled by men. For patriarchy has wielded the power to hide, distort, deny, the true essence of Goddess in our many guises, so that our depths, our vastness, our superb cosmic mysteries seem unfamiliar, at first. But Goddess can never be suppressed. I greet my daughters gently, so they know my primal power is life sparked in love.
And I proclaim, I am here, beloveds, call my mighty name, to clear and cleanse and close the doors of that which no longer serves, of that which inters, to release what has a hold, of all that scolds. And I promise – my eternal promise – that on the closing of the past, on the bodies of the dead, I always spawn the fresh bloom of the new flower you shall become. For I am the creatrix at my daughter’s side, her kin in this journey of humanity, of sensory touch, taste, smell, of sight and sound, of mind and will, of expansion and artistry, of all the deliciousness that life brings, of all you revel in – oh, how I delight in witnessing this majesty, the majesty of you, the magic you brew."
-Lily Munroe, excerpt from our anthology, Kali Rising: Holy Rage. Order at https://thegirlgod.com/kali_rising.php
Art by Dee Mulrooney
