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The Goddess Returns


The lemon serves as matchmaker.

I went to a movie and encountered The Goddess. Perhaps she will return. 

I needed a movie because I needed a break from reality. In exploring the potential of the feminine to influence civilization for the better, I was running into all this input I didn’t like. Any time you generalize, you move into error, and it is a thicket full of thorns. 

To begin with, a conversation with a friend reminded me how treacherous women sometimes are. In fact, the worst abuse of professional power I have ever witnessed was by two women. We can be such bitches. 

Then I remembered that quote in my post on stilettos about how fashion can induce a “willful suspension of rational thinking.” Everywhere I looked there were also examples of the ways in which we cooperate in being sexually objectified. Is that the right expression? What a bunch of fluff-brains we can be. 

In addition, I found statistics about how illegitimacy is the new normal in a time when birth control is as available as chewing gum. More than half the births to women under 30 are to those who are unmarried. I imaginatively address the young sisters: “Are you crazy?”

The texture of the feminine is varied, and the dark threads include the devouring mother, emasculator, sexual predator, wicked stepmother, shrew, martyr, enabler of abuse, tyrant, gold digger, doormat, blah, blah, blah. Are men so varied in nature? I can’t think about it. 

Of course we all have our bad days. For example, sometimes I just get tired of being so nice all the time. And I do know many women, and especially in my family, who have virtues that exempt them from any negative label. However, this is admittedly a very mixed bag. Is there real potential in it to advance civilization? 

There is nothing more beneficial to a depressed woman than going to see a movie set in Italy, and thank goodness “Love Is All You Need” was on. A Danish production filmed in Amalfi, it provided English subtitles for dialog in Danish and Italian. It stars Pierce Brosnan and Trine Dyrholm, who is a complete charmer. If I get to reincarnate, I’m going to request her legs and the whites of her eyes. 

I went home happy and relaxed, filled again with hope and affection for people and the sea and flowers and peeling Italian villas. I was also basking in a reminder of the potential goodness of the feminine with Trine serving as The Goddess reborn. 

The plot revolves around the wedding of two young people in two very dysfunctional families. (I will refer to the movie characters by the actors’ names.) Trine is a lovely earth mother type, endearing and funny, offering affection, understanding, and reassurance to both her children. She is polite even to her unfaithful jerk of a house-painting husband. 

She works as a hairstylist and immediately notices that Brosnan needs his sideburns trimmed. This is symbolic no doubt, since he needs revision. We soon realize that she will transform the rude, insensitive, wealthy, workaholic captain of fruit commerce. 

Lemon and Flower


He is attractive to Trine from the beginning, but lemons serve as a matchmaker. Trine has a special love of lemons, and during a walk in the orchard of Brosnan’s villa, he reveals exceptional knowledge of the fruit—that they were created by pruning sour oranges, or something like that. Trine is smitten. 

Then a little later, Brosnan experiences his own emotional breakthrough. He runs to rescue Trine as she swims nude in a cove where there is a rip tide. Undismayed by the sight of her mastectomy and the bald head usually covered by a blond wig, he offers her his jacket, the ultimate gesture of chivalry. Isn’t that lovely? 

I don’t want to ruin the story for anyone who might still see it, but I think you would enjoy the acting and the beautiful scenery even if I did tell you how it turns out. Let me say this, though, that in the last scene, the Brosnan character has given up his severe corporate office and is working on his estate sorting lemons on an assembly line. He has been transformed by The Goddess, taken back to the earth so to speak, and all the world is a better place for it. 

This was the important thing about the goddess religions, the earth connection of the feminine and her life-giving power. The earth and goddess powers thrived wherever agriculture was the main means of support. As the patriarchy developed through trade and conquest, male gods and the grocery store were imposed on humanity instead. 

As the goddesses were deposed, women were often burned up for not going along. Now, of course, we are facing the prospect of burning up as a result of global warming. Wouldn’t it be interesting if the goddess religions began to resurface as a result of the need to intervene with the earth to cool things down a bit? 

So can the feminine handle this, I wonder. I mean can we reconnect with Mother Earth in the way we once knew how? Funny that a movie could embed this question in the conscious, but I love this kind of coincidence. It is very timely.

2 Responses to “The Goddess Returns”

  1. Elissa Heyman

    Re the curative power of going to the movies: I rarely go, but for the same reason you mentioned: when all else fails in the world around me, it’s time to watch someone else’s movie! Last night I walked into a friend’s house right when she started watching, “Parental Guidance” with Bette Midler and Billy Crystal. I wouldn’t ever have gone to see it in the theater, but I laughed myself into a great place with that silly but actually quite good flick.

  2. Heidi Nobantu Saul

    Love reading this just now!! Perfect for my first morning back in Santa Fe and breathing through the devastation in my garden by the hail storm that blew through just hours before my return… that’s Mother Nature too, the feminine gives life and takes it away.

    Thank you Ellen!