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Silencing Women in the Name of God episodes
- Silencing Women in the Name of God: They Would Pray to Rid Me of the Devil
Diana's first words to me were, "Have you ever seen M. Night Shyamalan's movie, The Village? My life was a lot like that." And she was right.
1 hr 56 min - Silencing Women in the Name of God: That Is Not a God I Can Believe In
Welcome to the first episode that addresses some of my story. We talk beginnings and turning points and critical realizations that lead me away from the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints.
1 hr 14 min - Silencing Women in the Name of God: Letting Go of Scrupulosity
When you use religion as the answer for all the questions, how do you find yourself without it? Keira talks about finally learning to listen to herself, what an overwhelming process that is in your forties, and a treasure trove of other insights.
2 hr 5 min - Silencing Women in the Name of God: You Had No Chance
Today's guest is an author, coach and healer. Heather Hildenbrand grew up Southern Baptist and is a flaming example of standing in your own strength and finding your voice. She played a critical part in my own healing and I can't wait for her to be part of yours.
2 hr 15 min - Silencing Women in the Name of God: Why This? Why Now?
Welcome to the very first episode of Silencing Women in the Name of God. Today I'm going to talk about why on earth I thought it was a good idea to take on a topic like this one. Spoiler alert... it's not. But it's necessary.
To read the story quoted in this episode you can go to--https://www.devrialice.com/post/silencing-women-in-the-name-of-god
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About Silencing Women in the Name of God
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When I speak of silencing women, I am not referring to speech. No, in fact, the sound of their words is simply the expression of their voices, not their voice itself. What I’m speaking of is the silencing of their souls, their spirit, their divine expression. I’m referring to the things they came here to say and do and think. I am referencing the destruction of the potential of all things. This mighty, divine potential that arrived wrapped up in the shape of an infant.
When we silence that, what is the cost?
I truly believe the figure is so unfathomable that if we sat down to calculate all that never was, we would weep together as a planet in a way we never have before. The grieving would spread from shoreline to shoreline as every man, woman, and child mourned the lost contributions of women from every race and every continent, wondering what this world might’ve been?
And if it was all laid bare, many would ask, why? Why didn’t these women stand up and fight? Why did they allow it? Some do, but for many of us, the problem starts at the beginning. The horrific silencing of our women starts when we are far too young to understand what’s happening.
If you take a baby bird and remove its flight feathers, burn the endings so they can’t grow back, the bird will still look like a bird. It will sing and warble and cry out, but it will never fly. The tragedy is that it will never know the measure of its creation and will likely be unaware of its calling. It won’t go looking for flight because it won’t know what it’s missing. And in those rare instances where instinct takes over and it spread its wings, leaping to the air for reasons it doesn’t understand, only to come crashing down, the lesson will be reinforced.
You are a flightless bird. The skies were never meant for you. To look upward is dangerous. To look down is safety. Live well, little bird, and we will feed you and clothe you and listen to your pretty song—not of captivity, but of the music we say is well deserving of praise. The notes of which are surely a greater gift from God than soaring through the clouds above.