As a driver for patriarchal rule, the concept of a male God has been judged in feminist philosophy of religion as humanly oppressive. Feminism has pointed to all the ways the denotation “God” remains gendered male in Western thought and subliminally envisioned as a male figure. This supreme God is...
[Verse 1]
I am on the floor
I am in my kitchen
This place is so familiar on my knees
I can hear the footsteps
I can see their back walking out
I don't know who to reach for when I need
[Chorus 1]
And so I'll pray to Her today
I ask for mercy and I beg for pauses, ooh
She's coming in warm all like Kali
And coursing through my veins like Liquid Mary, ooh
[Verse 2]
She's not buying my shell
She sees right through my armor
She lingers in my shadows knowingly
She treats them like they're angels
And maybe they are angels, really
She beckons me to braver inquiry
[Chorus 2]
And so I pray to Her today
I ask for mercy and I beg for patience, ooh
She's coming in hot all like Shakti
And coursing through my veins like Liquid Mary, ooh
[Bridge]
And even though she knows me well
It doesn't mean it's easy to pull me out of my self-imposed hell
[Verse 3]
She knows all of my secrets
When I'm out of my body
I'm starting to see outlines of her face
She follows me when I run away
And even when I cut her off
She still says that she loves me, come what may
[Chorus 1]
And so I pray to Her today
I ask for mercy and I beg for pauses, ooh
She's coming in hot like all Kali
And coursing through my veins like Liquid Mary, ooh
Her was written by Michael Farrell & Alanis Morissette.
Her was produced by Catherine Marks.
Alanis Morissette released Her on Fri Jul 31 2020.
Her as me, her as the Divine Feminine, her as feminism. I’ve had so many mentors who were women, who have really represented the maternal. Especially post-partum, there’s this whole thought of, like, ‘Who’s going to mother the mother?’ My husband and I are always joking that he gets such a mama ener...