Honoring the female part of the divine, from a refreshingly modern perspective.

Call Her Goddess―call her God the Mother―call her the Feminine Principle―Her children need Her, and our world deeply suffers the pains of Her absence. Through the warmth and the wit of poetry, this book is an invitation for all―women, men, of any religion or of no religion―to welcome Her home and set a permanent place for Her at the family table. Carol Lynn Pearson’s poetry is accessible, thoughtful, and thought-provoking―the perfect balance of wisdom, humility, and humor.

“. . . inspiring . . . a gift for our time.” –Fiona Givens, Co-Author, A God Who Weeps

“. . . a major touchdown . . .” –Steve Young, NFL Idol

“. . . beautiful, unsettling and perceptive . . .” –Mary Ann Beavis, Professor of Religion and Culture, St. Thomas More College, University of Saskatchewan

 “. . . I now know how Martin Luther’s friends must have felt when he said, ‘Dude, can you look at these ninety-five theses?’. . .” –Mark E. Olsen, Professor of Evolutionary Biology and Botany, National University of Mexico

To Our Mother 

Remembering that Jesus named his Father

   from the cross and said:

      “Abba, Abba, why hast thou forsaken me?”

and remembering too that on the kibbutz I learned

   that even today children speaking Hebrew

      call their father “Abba”

         and their mother “Ema”

I am amazed to find in my balancing hands

   two balancing words

      and the first speaking of the new word is this:

“Ema, Ema, why have we forsaken thee?”