Alive in this place in Provençe that she became so passionate about was the still venerated medieval legend of Mary Magdalene arriving here just after the crucifixion of Jesus, just a little further beyond the view of Château d’If in Marseilles, coming ashore in a boat, according to the folklore, from her home in Magdala located on the Sea of Galilee (now Migdal, Israel), from a culture that could not let her Be, continuing just a little further to the bouche, the kiss, the consummation of le Petit Rhône at the Delta, the Camargue, at the comforting feminine cove waters of the Mediterranean and where the wild white horses of pure delight in spirit and form run free, the perfect place for her arrival where life would be lived differently–consummated that could not be in the biblical scriptures because they did not understand the mythology from which her story springs to life. Very early on in writing John, those Camargue white horses running free were one of the early posts I had made on Tumblr. The spirits of the horses bursting to life are also at the in-between of the feminine, from the surface of the water and from the eternal depths within the cave right there in the South of France at the Venus and depicted where the place of the eternal spirits would rush from the Venus into eternity,
and also match the Homeric epics and the spirits of the horses Telemachus speaks of about his home in Ithaca, and being different from the spirits of the horses trained for war.
And so that Ardèche River which shaped the rocks and wombs at Chauvet, making way for the artwork from the very hands of looking at the cosmos, is the waterway that then leads to Le Grande Rhône and Le Petit Rhône and to this arrival at what is now known as Saintes-Maries-de-la-Mer, which also arrives here from Poetry, literature, art and archeology from ancient Magdala, Jerusalem, and Rome to this place more alive and free.
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It is also the place where author Willa Cather would find the lightning bolt inspiration for a re-envisioning of the feminine in America, and thus the structure of American society, when she traveled from here to the American Southwest, where I live. It comes full, astounding circle, and from all these stories, folklores, and mythologies.
