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The Coming of the Feminine Christ by Dr. Niamh Clune
Publisher: Amrita Publications
Five Star Review
A Spiritual Journey of Discovery
I was profoundly affected after reading “The Coming of the Feminine Christ.” It is so well written and thought provoking that Dr. Clune’s thesis on her life’s spiritual journey can only be categorized as a unique magical discourse on life and its meaning. It encompasses the metaphysical, philosophical, psychological, spiritual, and supernatural, all rolled into a dialogue of such staggering intellectual concepts, theories and musings, that it was like reading the Bible, The Iliad and The Odyssey, and or Galileo. Dr. Clune’s grasp of human behavior and her keen ability to dissect her own life goes above and beyond what I have ever read before. The reader discovers so many fascinating things about Dr. Clune’s life, and its painful ramifications. It’s how she applies her extra-strength resolve to reset her psyche and to rechannel her past painful experiences, that is so awe inspiring. I am still reeling from the author’s otherworldly experiences and the ways she adapted them into her everyday life. Kudos to Dr. Clune for writing such an epic treatise and for allowing readers to be voyeurs into her psychological journey of discovery.
When I was a little girl (a very, very long time ago), I used to love learning new, really big words like ‘discombobulate’. As I grew, my love of words grew too, until I loved them so much, I could not stop writing them down. One day, as I was scribbling a particular word, a very peculiar thing happened. The word shouted at me, “Stop! Don’t put me there!” As you can imagine, I was shocked and nearly fell off my chair. When I recovered somewhat, I said to the word, “Could you stop shouting, please? I am not used to it.” Can you guess what happened next? No! I thought not. The word said, “I might be small, but I will misbehave if you do not use me properly. I will not tell the story you would like me to tell. I will say something entirely different!” I dropped my pen. I hoped that by dropping my pen, the word would stop talking. Alas! It did not. It carried on chitterchobbling, even after the ink had dried. I was in a pickle. I could not allow my words to run away with my story, now could I? I don’t know about you, but when this sort of thing happens, there is only one thing left to do if you prefer not to spend your time arguing. “Very well,” said I. “I will do as you ask if you will just be quiet and allow me to concentrate.” Since that day, I have been paying special attention to every word I invite into my stories. After all, a story should say exactly what it means to say and not be led astray. With love from Dr. Niamh, Ph.D in Learning Through The Imagination and Founder of Dr Niamh Children's Books. www.drniamh.co.uk