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Everywhere I’m turning
Nothing seems complete
I stand up and I’m searching
For the better part of me
I hang my head from sorrow
Slave to humanity
I wear it on my shoulders
Gotta find the strength in me

Cause I am a Superwoman
Yes I am
Yes she is
Still when I’m a mess
I still put on a vest
With an S on my chest
Oh yes
I’m a Superwoman

(view Alicia Keys’ complete lyrics here)

Turns out that if you want to find an image of a black woman portrayed as a “goddess,” you have to dig deep. There’s the Black Madonna, but even her blackness is in question (was she being accurately portrayed as a dark skinned woman, or were the earliest statues of her simply carved from ebony or dark wood?)

And then I was watching the Much Music countdown late this weekend and there was Alicia Keys (who, BTW is half white) playing various Superwoman roles in her latest video release: a CEO, a welfare mom, an astronaut, a pharaoh, and an African desert woman. Goddesses, every one. (Tho’ I thought the CEO chicka tucking her kid in at 10:30pm was a slightly saddening sight.)

View the Superwoman video on Alica Keys’ You Tube Channel.

Her CD, As I Am, is full of anthems for bright, unapologetic women.

Goddesses are alive and well in the modern world.

. . . . .

What is the Goddess Experiment? I’m wondering what will shift or bloom or go bust in my psyche if I very intentionally envision God in female form. For the next 21 days, including weekends, I’m going to actively re-frame He into She. His Highness into Her Highness. I’m collecting images that speak to me of God-dess.

Please join in. I may post what you send. Just to…see.