Sophia's Mirror

Contemporary Mysticism through Art, Writing and Poetry

Sunday, January 25, 2026

Grandfather Elder Manataka

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I don’t speak of sorrow like it’s a weakness. I don’t lower my voice for it. Sorrow is not something that happens to us - it’s something tha...
Monday, December 8, 2025

Messages from a Transcendent Dimension

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One winter afternoon in New York, February 1943, at the height of the Second World War, my mother, her sister, her sister-in-law, and a clos...
Saturday, September 27, 2025

Asherah

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  In the Book of Genesis, God discusses creating humankind “…in our image, after our likeness…” It is not the only instance in which the dei...
Monday, March 17, 2025

Where my Books Go

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  WHERE MY BOOKS GO All the words that I gather, And all the words that I write, Must spread out their Wings untiring, And never rest in the...
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Tuesday, March 4, 2025

The Beginning

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"Where have I come from, where did you pick me up?"  the baby asked its mother. She answered half crying, half laughing, and cla...
Thursday, February 13, 2025

WOMAN

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  In search of the desert witch, the shaman-woman, Forget the archetypes, forget the dark and petrified profile, Do not examine the clouds P...
Monday, October 28, 2024

The Unruined Heart

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  The Use of the Seven Swords through the Heart. The swords through your heart are not the ones which caused your wounds, but rather, these ...
Sunday, September 29, 2024

Michaelmas

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  The Feast of Saint MichaĆ«l is the symbol for the human being to be aware in consciousness to recognize evil in the world and to fight it. ...
Saturday, August 31, 2024

The Tales of the Sands

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A stream, from its source in far-off mountains, passing through every kind and description of countryside, at last reached the sands of the ...
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Monday, August 19, 2024

SWAN GRACE

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Little Swan flew through the Dreamtime, looking for the future. She rested for a moment in the coolness of the pond, looking for a way to fi...
Saturday, June 8, 2024

WIND-CHILD

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WIND-CHILD I believed that you always would be there - a faery child, awaiting the storm. I watched over you as best I could to allay my fea...
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The words in my header speak of Sophia’s Mirror as reflecting all creation, as being the source of all things. My weblog is about the discoveries which can be made when we look into this mirror, and the encounters through art, writing and poetry which allow us to glimpse the oneness behind the many forms reflected there. What I believe in and practice is not a process which ends, but a process which transforms. And it is my heartfelt wish that you, my readers, will continue to be a part of that transforming process with me. Thank you for stopping by.
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