Mary the Creatrix

If I was producing a nativity play, I’d pick a young black American woman called Orpah to play Mary.

You probably know her as Oprah Winfrey through her television talk shows, Oprah and Oprah Soul Sundays.

Vanity Fair magazine said of her that she has, ‘arguably more influence on the culture than any university president, politician or religious leader, except perhaps the Pope’.

You could argue that influence is because she’s a billionaire, the richest African American of the 20th century. Money talks. However, it’s more likely she is influential because she shares her vulnerability and her stories of struggle.

She grew up in abject poverty wearing dresses made of flour sacks. Other kids laughed at her. She experienced abuse, became pregnant at 14 but her baby, symbolically named Canaan, died soon after birth. She had troubles like ours and that was so reassuring, particularly when her weight expanded and contracted multiple times.

Oprah maintains a strong commitment to spiritual development:

“What I learned at a very early age was that I was responsible for my life. And as I became more spiritually conscious, I learned that we all are responsible for ourselves, that you create your own reality by the way you think and therefore act. You cannot blame apartheid, your parents, your circumstances, because you are not your circumstances. You are your possibilities…..”

Try telling that to Mary after Gabriel popped in to deliver his bombshell. A young woman minding her own business in 1st century Nazareth and now she’s meant to host a baby with dodgy parentage. Understandably, she doesn’t want a bar of it and suggests that this may be a case of mistaken identity. But Gabriel pulls the angelic trump card. She caves into a higher authority.

Mary’s apparent submissiveness irritated me for years because it seemed to limit female power. But then I began to play with the stories, mingling and mixing theology and mythologies. I talked to the characters, incorporated my creative imagination and what I was learning through Jungian dream analysis. Instead of being a passive recipient, I took an active reader response to the text. Mary began to develop into a potent and creative force.

As we know, the Christian virgin birth story is not the first or only one. Divine child stories appear across time, cultures and religions. Perhaps this is because they carry such important instinctual wisdom. But we’re human, we literalise these things and, in the process, kill the message stone dead. That’s why we need angels.

Thomas Merton says angels are an exclamation point emphasising a divine word. But we’ve forgotten how to trust these strangers, these valuable interruptions in our lives that ought to bring us to a shuddering halt. Thankfully angels know we’re trying to ignore then, which is why they have trumpets and short, sharp messages. It’s the shock of the exclamation, says Merton, that enables us to grasp the word.

Enter Gabriel who announces that the divine child can only happen in and through humanity. It’s as though there is some kind of intrinsic capacity within us that can only be described as sacred. The location of the divine and our responsibility for it loom large.

Carl Jung, the Swiss psychiatrist and founder of analytical psychology, describes this as the self. The archetype of wholeness and the regulating centre of the psyche, or the soul, that transcends the ego. This self is constantly seeking integration and wholeness. Jung says, the self might equally be called the God within us, not only the centre but the whole circumference, everywhere and nowhere.

The difference of opinion between God and King David in the first reading from Samuel now becomes relevant. David’s built a gorgeous multi-million dollar palace but forgot that God was living in a tent. Sorry, he says, I can sort that! But God’s not keen on being confined. God has other ideas about being embodied within humanity.

Even more shocking is God’s idea that divinity cannot be realised without the crucial feminine aspect of humanity. For cultures that had moved from worship of the female divine to become almost exclusively patriarchal, this was extremely challenging, and continues to be so today.

So, with one short sharp angelic exclamation, Mary becomes a potent symbol. The natural nurturer of the spiritual life, the journey to the interior. But here’s the irritating point. That life can only be born from the nine month gestation period. It takes time and courage. None of this is on offer at the mall. This gift won’t be in your Christmas stocking.

But before we get complacent, let’s recognise that our religious institutions can also gloss over the importance of personal inner spiritual work in favour of saving the world. Blatantly ignoring the wisdom hidden in plain sight in this wondrous annunciation story.  

Mary’s symbolic attitude is powerful. Like Oprah, she takes hold of her own virgin territory by opening herself up to the divine spark within that seeks wholeness and integration. As a result, she becomes the creatrix, she births the Christ, the ongoing symbol of an integrated life blending intellect, ego, shadow, instinctual knowing and more. What a woman.

This Christmas may you keep developing your inner temple. Taking time to engage and nurture the feminine aspects of your soul, so that you can hear the voice of authority from within, encouraging you to keep rebirthing the divine child.


I preached this sermon on the fourth Sunday of Advent, 2020 at The Cathedral of the Holy Spirit, Palmerston North. Download the full text with powerpoint images here.

7 Replies to “Mary the Creatrix”

  1. I enjoyed this article, as I am slowly reading Sue monk Kidd’s book, When the heart waits. I am trying to feel into the feminine of God and am aware of how much ingrained baggage is twisted into it from my upbringing and life in a patriarchal society. It seems that more often than not the feminine comes with a negative slant.
    I have been watching the tides go in and out at the mouth of Whaingaroa (Raglan) harbor. It some how reflects the state of my soul as I also enter the ‘crone’ phase of life. There is strength in the churning currents that leave deep pools in the sand when the tide is out, and there are warnings to swimmers to take care as things are not all as they seem on the surface. My poor family.
    Much to contemplate. Thank you for nudging my imagination.

    1. Thanks Carolyn
      Agree that the realisation of how much is ingrained can be hard to handle.
      But watching the tides go in and out seems a great place to ponder it all.
      Symbolic and powerful.

    1. Thanks Louise. Share away. The more we push a variety of ideas the better off we all are in expanding notoriously narrow approaches to Christmas and the godstuff.

      You and the Be The Change group are swilling about in me, which does tend to end up in some kind of writing. So, hope I can create something that honours your creative pathway.

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