When I was in college I sang in choir for a few semesters to fill a general education requirement. This was at the height of my cognitive dissonance about women in the church. As fate would have it that semester we sang Rachmaninoff’s All Night Vigil. The whole thing is absolutely stunning and I highly encourage you to check it out. But this section in particular stood out to me:
This is the text in Russian:
Bogorditse dyvo, raduisya,
Gospod s Toboyu.
Blagoslovenna Ty v zhenakh,
I blagosloven plod chreva Tvoyevo,
Yako Spasa rodila yesi dush nashikh.
The English translation is:
Rejoice, O virgin mother of God, Mary full of grace,
the Lord is with thee: blessed art thou among
women, and blessed is the fruit of thy womb,
for thou hast borne the saviour of our souls.
I know that this song is literally about Mary and her role in bringing Christ to the earth, which is indeed an awe inspiring story. However, as we rehearsed, I felt for the first time like there was really a Divine Feminine, and like it was acceptable for me to seek after that. It had always been so taboo that it wasn’t even something that felt comfortable to consider. After learning this piece though, I realized that a substantial element of my spirituality was missing, and it was time for me to find it.