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The Jaglavak

by Steve Guettermann

In the African country of Cameroon, the Mofu people survive a harsh life by planting millet, their main food crop. The success of the crop depends upon timely rains and the people’s tribute to their ancestors. Without either, their seeds and crops may be devoured by black ants and termites, which can have a better life than the people, since they usually find something to eat.

Close-up of a Jaglavak ant, courtesy of NOVA.

Close-up of a Jaglavak ant, courtesy of NOVA.

One year, the rains were late.

As a group of elders talked about the problem with their chief, one man added that termites were throughout his home’s walls and getting close to his granary.

Nothing he had done stopped them and part of his roof caved in. He asked for help.

It was decided to call in the Jaglavak, a specific type of army ant that kills termites, but can also attack people and livestock. The villagers knew that to invite the Jaglavak could cause worse problems than the termites, but if the termites spread to other houses and granaries the people would be wiped out.

All of this is captured in a NOVA documentary titled Master of the Killer Ants. It is essential watching for anyone interested in the importance of giving sacred, or ceremonial, reciprocity, as well as a primer on how to make effective prayer. Human survival is at stake, and nothing focuses intent as when we have our backs against the wall, especially when that wall is collapsing from termites and we stand to lose everything.

The documentary stresses the importance of many relationships, with gratitude among the most important. We can probably agree that to say “thank you” for something given to us is good manners. And there are many ways to sincerely say thank you through words, gestures and deeds. However, requiring others to thank you can become controlling, such as holding up a cookie to a child and making him say “Thank you” before he gets it. We may have learned early that receiving is conditional rather than reciprocal. That makes all the difference in the world.

Instead of a flow of giving and receiving, potential abundance becomes a dribble of behaving in order to have. It is well known among child development professionals that children sense their dependence on the adults charged with caring for them, and behave accordingly. Once bright-eyed, unlimited beings learn to behave to have, they can become puppets rather than thoughtful and sensitive participants. Adults who role model interdependence, rather than dependence or greed, contribute to everyone’s abundance.

Abundance is more flowing when the conditions are based on appropriate expression rather than solely on behavior. The Inca, for example, had and have a simple formula for appropriate behavior and civil expression: Don’t lie. Don’t steal. Don’t be lazy. As long as those three conditions are met, a person’s freedom and communal sustenance are assured.

Appropriate behavior is important, but learning to give back in appreciation for what has been received is a better social skill than manipulative behavior modification. Many studies show how important giving back is to our positive social development. Giving back encourages both children and adults to become sincerely grateful, responsible and connected rather than controlled, spoiled or entitled. The biggest reason for a child may be because the involved child sees how his or her actions make a difference.

Kids who take the next step and enter into sacred reciprocity, which also means sacred relationship, enter a domain virtually all indigenous cultures incorporated into ceremonies and which were highlighted in the NOVA episode. They not only get a feeling of belonging, they experience how the larger, magical world responds to them. It can put them in touch with lifelong curiosity steeped in imagination and right action, and giving and receiving. It will do wonders for a child’s sensitivity, intuition, compassion and connection when they see that the planet reciprocates for their reciprocity with even greater connection.

The onslaught of negative peer pressure can be another source for giving away one’s power. It can also leave parents absolutely bewildered by their child’s behavior. In her book Developing Your Backbone: The Science of Saying NO, Anne Brown, Ph.D., writes,

Researchers have found we are more effective in our interpersonal interactions when we are more open and aware of our blindnesses. The more authentically we speak, the more successful we will be in our career, our love life, our family, and with our health and our friends. If our speaking and actions are driven by honesty, we will be in the world with authenticity, power, passion, dignity, peace and success.

However, a child connected to the planet can be the more influential peer and demonstrate to his or her friends ways to positively empower themselves. Ceremonial reciprocity can do this through developing a greater connection. That greater connection simply puts more imagination and information and creative energy into the hands and heart of the child, thus building the authenticity needed for healthy living. Generosity and reciprocity support authenticity, but don’t make up for a lack of it.

Sacred reciprocity teaches and shows that we are not special because we are special. We are special because we are equal. Hence, feelings of entitlement or being a puppet give way to equanimity. When life pushes us to our limits and beyond, ceremony can provide the bulwark against being absolutely crushed.

During the darkest nights of the soul, however, when we are brutalized, bludgeoned by losses and abandoned, giving sacred thanks can seem like a joke. It is almost impossible to muster sincere gratitude when we are angry with the Creator and life. Once we realize nothing we do in life will ever buffer us completely from the pains of life and what the soul needs, we can embrace ceremonial reciprocity and the dark night at the crossroads of surrender to the truth of our soul. This helps dismember our longing for what Caroline Myss calls a search for “a logical and reasonable god,” and reinforces that life is larger than our particular struggles.

The term Dark Night of the Soul came from the title of a poem written by St. John of the Cross around 1578, while John was imprisoned for trying to reform his Carmelite order. Although the term initially centered on a spiritual crisis, it has become more encompassing. Today the dark night is a euphemism for “The shit has hit the fan…and I can’t come up for air.” It will likely last months if not years, although in Aaron Ralston’s case it lasted hours (with his arm trapped under a boulder while hiking solo) and for Mother Teresa, nearly a lifetime.

The soul may sense it coming and think it is ready for it. Or, something may hit out of the blue, so to speak: the death of a loved one or a relationship, and/or a physical, mental, emotional or spiritual trauma. One loss can trigger a series of losses, pile-driving the soul ever deeper beyond depression into the depths of hopelessness, shattered faith and, well, darkness. During the dark night it seems impossible to garner the slightest uplift from the vibration of the memory of good times, as good memories may be one of the triggers of real funk. The dark night is a crisis in consciousness, of belief, a psycho-physio shattering and dismembering of energy, leading to what some call chaos.

When a person, especially in western culture, begins to understand the importance of true sacred reciprocity as an integral part of life, it can signify the person is on the verge of a split with something old, or on the verge of connecting with something new. It can put the soul on the threshold of the dark night or it can be the lifeline as one plummets towards the depths of the dark night. A sincere appreciation for something one has or the perfect clarity that something needs to go, such as when Aaron Ralston cut off his arm to release himself from being pinned by a boulder for 127 hours in a slot canyon, can make one grateful for the experience.

During the dark night, we’d almost give anything to have things back the way they were, but going back is not an option when falling. Nothing can stop the soul’s inevitable surrender to releasing what must go. It is simply a question of when, not if. Sacred reciprocity helps the soul find and live with soul, but it cannot stop the Dark Night of the Soul.

Sacred reciprocity supports communal purpose, too, as shown in the story of the Jaglavak. In this case, the villagers realized they had neglected some of their sacred obligations, thus the entire community was put in jeopardy. It was not punishment as much as it was imbalance spawned by a lack of right relationship. Once the intent was made to restore it, the people’s granaries and homes were saved, and the rains came.

Most importantly, the Jaglavak left the village after destroying the termites without taking any goats or children because the people abided by the terms of sacred relationship. There was no written contract. No backstabbing or backroom dealings. No treaty violations. No EIS. No PACs. No pesticides. There was only the spoken and honest prayerful intent and action from the heart of, “If you do this, I’ll do that.” That’s what made it so magical.

Planet Waves

Downside Up

Over the last century or so, astrologers have managed to accomplish quite a lot, almost in spite of ourselves. One of the greatest achievements of modern astrology has been to separate a lot of ancient chaff from the abundant germ of timeless wisdom. This is especially true of polarized (and polarizing) concepts such as “good” and “bad”.

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To cite just one example, ancient astrology often divided planets into “good guy” and “bad guy” categories. For those who speak and write in English, the good guys were usually referred to a “benefics” and the bad guys “malefics”.

Largely beginning in the 20th Century highly proficient and erudite astrologers started calling some long overdue “B.S.” on the strict doctrine of benefics and malefics. In spite of their efforts, it would appear that old habits do indeed die hard.

Foregone astrological reputations continue to provoke unjustified overreactions even today. Indeed, as recently as in the Oct./Nov. 2014 issue of “The Mountain Astrologer”, Robert Hand (probably the most esteemed astrologer of our time) felt compelled to flatly reiterate that “there are no benefics and no malefics.”

What many modern astrologers have proposed instead is that every planet, sign and house have their upsides and downsides – and even those are subject to context.

One of the things distinguishing 2017 is that it looks to provide some very informative contextual perspective regarding the more challenging facets of the two most prominent old-time benefics (Venus and Jupiter), starting this weekend.

Today, Venus enters Aries. Late on Sunday (or early Monday, depending on your time zone), Jupiter will station retrograde in Libra. For a complex combination of reasons, both of those events look to initiate a period of three to four months (at least) when you will have an opportunity to: (1) experience the downside of both Venus and Jupiter, and; (2) realize that even the downside is not necessarily all bad.

If you were to reduce the downside of both Venus and Jupiter to a single word, it might well be “excess.” In other words, too much of even a good thing is still bound to be too much, period. With Venus, excess tends to express on a personal level with issues such as attachment, accumulation, even hoarding. Jovian manifestations of excess on the other hand, are often seen on the social level.

Wherever and whenever you witness exaggeration, over-expectations, over-promising and/or overreactions in the the public sphere, Jupiter is probably somewhere in the woodpile. Beginning next week (and at least until Jupiter resumes direct motion again on June 9) Jupiter’s retrograde could very well serve as a time when even apparent disappointments eventually reveal their corrective silver linings.

For its own part, Venus also has a retrograde coming up. Before having gone even halfway through Aries, Venus will shift into reverse on March 4 and temporarily retreat back into Pisces before resuming direct motion on April 15. Any literal or metaphorical “letting go” you can manage during that period will likely leave you feeling relieved in the long run, even if it feels difficult at the time. In addition (and again, for a complex combination of reasons), any such personal relief you can manage for yourself could well translate into your being wiser, without necessarily having to be sadder, when it comes to where your life connects with the world.

Interestingly, Venus (after returning to Aries a second time) and Jupiter (still in Libra retrograde) will precisely oppose each other on May 19. You might want to mark that date on your calendar now. In all probability, that’s when you will at least have begun to see both your life and the world much as most astrologers have now come to look at the planets: both more authentic and complex than previously perceived by even the wisest who have gone before.

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Imbolc: In the Belly of the Stars

February arrives at the depth of winter in most of the Northern Hemisphere, when we live in the shadow of cold, rain and snow. Within February’s first few days lies one of the four high holidays — or sabbats — of the pagan calendar, called Imbolc in Celtic times. One of the four “cross-quarter days,” its corresponding holidays are Beltane (or May Day, May 1), Lammas (also called second planting in agricultural communities, August 1) and Samhain (also called Halloween, October 31).

Imbolc, also called “Midwinter,” literally means “in the belly,” and at this time we are deep in the belly of winter, held in gestation for the coming spring at the Vernal Equinox around March 21. Imbolc is like the first movements of the fetus preparing for birth. Its precise timing is when the Sun crosses the middle degree of Aquarius, the symbolism of which we will visit in a moment.

Groundhog Day

In the modern world, we associate early February with Groundhog Day, which hardly gives a clue to the importance this holiday held not long ago.

For most people, the day passes unnoticed, except for a photo in the local paper of a cute little critter in Pennsylvania who has wiggled out of his hole for a breath of fresh air, just like he does every other day. His stirring to life in midwinter is symbolic; ground hogs don’t hibernate. The media, oddly enough, are practicing the old tradition of weather divination; all of the cross-quarter holidays are associated with some form of augury or communing with the spirit world.

Imbolc, Agriculture and Aquarius

Astrologers know that Imbolc falls with the Sun at the midpoint of the sign Aquarius, the Water Bearer, who lives today as the astrological symbol of rebellion and eccentricity. As with Imbolc, there are always at least two versions of the story with Aquarius. Is it an air sign or a water sign? (It’s an air sign with water themes and imagery.) Is it ruled by, or associated with Saturn or Uranus? (Traditionally Saturn rules it, but in modern astrology most astrologers use Uranus.) Do those wavy lines represent air or water? (All waves are waves of energy.) Is the Water Bearer a male figure or female? (Probably male, but usually represented female.)

The constellation Aquarius, known to be among the oldest named configurations of stars, stands, according to Catherine Tenant, “with his foot on the head of the great Southern fish, into whose mouth his waters pour.” She traces the god Aquarius back to Babylon, noting that he rules over a huge area of the sky where are gathered the Southern fish, the dolphin, the zodiac fishes (Pisces), the mighty River Eridanus (the River of Night) and Cetus the sea monster. These ancient waters and their primal creatures were “seen as the source of life, through which the Sun passed during the rainy season.”

In the hands of Aquarius, says Tenant, is the Norma Nilotica, the stick used to measure the waters of the Nile River, an important indicator of agricultural success, and hence of survival. In these same rainy days of winter, half-a-world away, the Celts were busy with agricultural matters of their own: doing the earliest preparations for planting in coming spring. A feast marked the waning of winter. Germans in Europe and Indians in the New World were taking stock of how much remained of their winter rations. The ability to manage their food supply was critical to their survival through the remaining weeks of cold.

From Pagan to Catholic

Imbolc was such a powerful holiday for the Celts that the Catholics seem to have piled meaning after meaning on it either to fully co-opt the event, or to obscure the truth. Imbolc coincides with the Catholic holiday Candlemas. Though in early February the days were growing noticeably longer, this was still a dark time, and candles were the only means of lighting the long nights. If there were enough candles, a celebration of light was held, with each window of a house being lit on this night. Candles also held religious value, and this was traditionally the time that the priests of the church took stock of their supply and cleansed their altars. The candle association reaches over to Ireland, where at this time people celebrated a feast in honor of the goddess Brigit (later St. Brigit), a hearth deity whose realm included the fires of purification.

Scholars of church lore know this is also the Feast of the Purification of Mary, held 40 days after the birth of Jesus. This was the Christian interpretation of Mary observing the Jewish tradition of returning to sanctuary and being purified in the Mikvah. Mikvah is the origin of the Christian practice of baptism. The cleansing waters of baptism may also be linked to the Water Bearer symbol of Aquarius.

“Prophesy and purification are the recurrent and symbolic themes of the midwinter festivals,” writes Donna Henes in her book Celestially Auspicious Occasions. “The concept of prophesy is drawn from the foresight and faith that spring, in all its verdant glory, is on its predictable way, even amid the hard, white winter. Purification suggests careful preparations for its coming.”

When the Sun is crossing Aquarius, most of our time is still shrouded in darkness, and we remain, for a while, in the belly of the stars of night. We might be tempted to look to the meanings of Aquarius to help understand this fascinating convergence of holidays and themes, but it seems rather more appropriate to apply mystical and agricultural folklore back to Aquarius, reminding ourselves that its waters bring purification and moisten the land for the first growths of spring. And to keep in mind that we really are in the belly of the stars, gestated, born and living in a mysterious cosmos.

Mercury Conjunct Pluto, Refugees and Airport Protests

Dear Friend and Reader:

Good Monday morning to you.

Sunday, Mercury formed a conjunction to Pluto in Capricorn. Two months ago, prior to Mercury retrograde, I suggested that the most obvious symbolism in the retrograde process involved a near-conjunction between the two points. Then Mercury backed off, and crossed back in to Sagittarius, where it made a near-conjunction to the Galactic Core, and then went direct.

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The New Colossus

Photo by Carlo Allegri / Reuters.

Photo by Carlo Allegri / Reuters.

By Emma Lazarus

Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame,

With conquering limbs astride from land to land;

Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand

A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame

Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name

Mother of Exiles. From her beacon-hand

Glows world-wide welcome; her mild eyes command

The air-bridged harbor that twin cities frame.

“Keep, ancient lands, your storied pomp!” cries she

With silent lips. “Give me your tired, your poor,

Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,

The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.

Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me,

I lift my lamp beside the golden door!”

Inscribed inside the Statue of Liberty Enlightening the World

It’s official: Pussy has gone mainstream

By Amy Jacobs

A personal favorite — this one really captured the spirit of the moment.

Yes, there were countless remarkable things about the Women’s March on Washington last weekend.

The sheer number of people who came out; the fact that marches took place all over the United States and even the world; the diversity and inter-generationality present; the wildly creative and powerful signs; and the fact that no arrests were made the entire day in connection to the March are all indications that something of great historical significance took place.

A particularly powerful and artistic declaration.

However, less discussed but just as evident of a turning point is this: the word “pussy” has been reclaimed by women, many of whom, a few months ago, might have hesitated to utter those syllables unless they were reading out loud a children’s book from the 1950s (and probably would have cringed a little internally even then.)

Back in October, The Washington Post released a recording of a 2005 conversation in which Donald Trump can be heard bragging that “when you’re a star, [women] let you do anything,” even “grab ’em by the pussy.” The leak poised an interesting dilemma for news organizations, most of whom had never had to make decisions about where to put the asterisks when censoring that particular word.

But outraged citizens around the country had no problem catching on to exactly what was said, and the casual reference to sexual assault that it implied.

The next month, as we all know, Trump won the election, despite this and many other events and statements which in a more sane time would have led to his unequivocal defeat. It’s a wake-up call for almost all of us, and it remains to be seen whether the crowd that showed up in the streets on Saturday continues to take action. But there is something striking about the fact that any woman, man and child who participated in a march or even watched one on the news has now been inundated with the word “pussy” — in a context clearly not referring to a cute, cuddly pet.

At the March, posters using the word were everywhere. “Pussy Grabs Back!” — a direct play on Trump’s vulgar statement — was probably the most common (as well as a favorite chant of protesters), but there were also countless other creative and poetic declarations. Some examples included:

  • “Keep Your Tiny Hands Off My Pussy!”
  • “This Pussy is Made of Steel”
  • “Never Underestimate the Power of Pussy”
  • “This Pussy is Watching You”
  • “This is what a Pussy Riot Looks Like!”
  • “My Neck, My Back, My Pussy Will Fight Back!”
  • “I am Pussy, Hear Me Roar!”
  • Over an image of Bernie Sanders snuggling with a cat, “This is how real men grab a pussy!”

Jennifer Taves, pictured, defined the word “yoni” for curious onlookers at the New York March as “The Spirit Pussy.”

Additionally, dozens of unique vulva costumes dotted the Washington Mall and the streets of cities around the world — and plenty of other words describing female genitalia made appearances on signs, t-shirts, and banners.

The most common utterance of the P word, though, occurred through the seemingly-innocuous PussyHat Project. Originated by two women in Los Angeles who had recently taken up the hobby of knitting, the project aimed to create a stronger voice and sense of unity for marchers, while also giving those unable to attend a march a chance to contribute.

The website offers a simple knitting pattern for a hat with a rectangular top, which takes on the appearance of cat ears once it’s placed on someone’s head. The instructions request that hats be sewn in pink yarn.

The PussyHat project went global before the March, and overwhelmingly succeeded in creating what looked and felt like an ocean of pink hats on the Mall. It also made the word “pussy” even more impossible to avoid hearing, seeing and speaking.

I commented on the abundant use of the word to one of the women I was walking with as we joined the throngs headed towards the Capitol Building on Saturday morning. “Yeah, it’s definitely a silver lining,” she said. “I’ve never liked that word before, but now it’s, like, empowering.”

The same woman later told me that her friend’s Republican mother had surprised their group with a bag of PussyHats before the March which she’d knitted herself.

“She was totally silent during the whole election. This was her way of showing solidarity,” she told me.

The PussyHat project turned the Washington Mall into an ocean of pink.

Particularly noteworthy to me is the fact that the Women’s March, and the majority of the people carrying signs and otherwise demonstrating a congenial relationship with “pussy,” qualify as “mainstream.”

As part of a community with a generally open-minded and reverent attitude towards sexuality, the word is more commonplace in my world than in your average American woman’s. (Though it’s not a personal favorite, I’ve definitely become more comfortable with it over time, and no longer consider it a purely derogatory term.)

But a day of seeing it and hearing everywhere felt revolutionary to me, and symbolic of a shift in female consciousness that goes much deeper than some clever wordplay. It’s as if “pussy” has crawled up and out of the societal caves of pornography and men’s locker rooms and is showing its face without fear.

Astrologically, the Women’s March on Washington looked to me like the moment before a birth, when the coming of the baby is eminent but the color of its eyes and the shape of its nose are yet to be seen. In the immediate aftermath, I can’t help but feel like this baby looks like a beautiful interplay between the two things the word “pussy” represents: it’s pink, it’s powerful, and its teeth are sharp.

And it has a message for President Trump:

NEVER underestimate the power of pussy.

A Call to Action for Anyone Wanting to Harness the Potential of the Women’s March

By AMY E. JACOBS

I am back from Washington DC, and a historic event that we must make sure is as catalytic as it was cathartic.

The Women’s March in Washington was an incredible thing to witness and to participate in. The sheer number of people there, the feeling of peace and solidarity, and the collective empowerment brought tears to my eyes on several occasions. I am deeply grateful I had the opportunity to be there.

women's march logoBut I am no stranger to the effort to make change on this planet, and as idealistic as my Pisces soul might be, I hold few illusions about what it will take. Even a gathering as massive and global as the Women’s March will sink into the folds of history if the energy it generated isn’t channeled into new choices on the personal level of our habits, thought patterns, and internal awareness.

I wrote an article for Planet Waves on the reclaiming of the word “pussy” (coming out tomorrow – follow my Facebook for the link.) This significant and symbolic shift in collective female consciousness was brought on by Donald Trump’s bragging about sexual assault and made a stunning visual debut at Women’s Marches around the world in the form of posters, banners, and all kinds of creative costumes. I chose it as the theme for my piece after noticing an unintended shift in myself around the word: even a few months ago I would have felt a little gross speaking it out loud, but the unpleasant connotations in my own mind now seem to have been shed with no effort on my part at all. And I am part of a community with attitude towards sexuality that is much more open and reverent than mainstream America.

So that’s cool — “language is the liquid that we’re all dissolved in” after all. A word for female genitalia with derogatory insinuations is inherently oppressive and disempowering. If those meanings have been cleared, even a little bit, then a bit of feminine truth and power has been reclaimed. That is something that no Executive Order by Donald Trump can ever take away.

Returning to life post-March, however, I’ve found myself with a deeper awareness than ever before of the pain of womankind, both historically and in the present moment. I can see it in the way I interact with my boyfriend. I can quite literally feel it in my body, when I tune into areas of numbness, or tension, or pain. And I can hear it in the voice of my heart, like an echo of the collective cry that has been on the lips of women for millennia.

So my question for anyone who is hoping to harness the spirit of the Women’s March and use it for resistance and change in these surreal times is this: where are YOU on your own internal journey?

If you’re a woman, how deeply do you know yourself? How much priority have you placed on sexual healing, developing body awareness, searching for the patches of fear and anger in your consciousness and choosing to gently but firmly uproot them? How strongly have you chosen Love?

If you’re a man, the same questions apply, but let me ask a few that are more specific. How much have you educated on yourself on the historical oppression of women? How deeply have you looked into your own consciousness to see where and how your might be perpetuating it? How are you deliberately creating a safe space for the women in your life to step into their power? And yes–how strongly have you chosen Love?

I ask because it is on this personal level that the only real solution lies.

Showing up in numbers too great to ignore with totally badass posters is extremely important. But as you probably know, Donald Trump was in his office, literally signing away women’s reproductive rights as well as dozens of other crucial components of American Democracy as we marched. I do not doubt that there will be resistance. But as we’ve already seen at Standing Rock and elsewhere, efforts to hinder government decisions will be met with force.

America is a big place. It will require a lot of human bodies to enforce the decisions currently being put on paper by a few dark-minded, white-skinned men in Washington DC. That means a lot of human hearts will at some point have an opportunity to choose between following an order or following the directive of their souls. They will have an opportunity to choose between Love and Fear.

If you are someone who can see this in advance, make your choice now.

And then, make it a million more times, in every moment. And put it into action not only through marching, not only through calling your legislators, not only through sharing on social media, but by digging into yourself. By holding yourself to the highest standards of dignity, integrity, and faith. And by supporting your sisters and your brothers with this vibration–because you never know what kind of a difference you might make.

This is the true potential of the Women’s March on Washington, and the rise of the Divine Feminine that so many spiritual leaders recognize as essential to the survival of our species.

The moment is now.

Greetings from Portland’s Women’s March

In Portland, Maine, we had an estimated 10,000 marchers (another 10,000 marched in the state's capitol), stretching almost an entire mile down Congress Street. Energy and friendly vibes were high; signs were mostly positive and inclusive with some 'anti-Trump' thrown in. The crowd was diverse (for Maine), with many pro-women men joining the pussy-hat-clad. Hopefully I'll be adding more images to this post later in the day. Photo by Amanda Painter.

In Portland, Maine, we had an estimated 10,000 marchers (another 10,000 marched in the state’s capitol), stretching almost an entire mile down Congress Street. Energy and friendly vibes were high; signs were mostly positive and inclusive with some ‘anti-Trump’ thrown in. The crowd was diverse (for Maine), with many pro-women men joining the pussy-hat-clad. Hopefully I’ll be adding more images to this set (or will make a second post) later in the day. Photo by Amanda Painter.

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