Recall how the Hebrews crafted an elaborate story about He who cannot be named? Well neither can She be easily named, cloaked in beauty and mystery, like the night.

A Hymn to the Feminie is a collection of essays and stories that give her a name, that she at last may rise up, return from her exile, and restore her place in our lives and our world. I write to celebrate all that encompasses Her, the forgotten half of humanity. Our world without Her is a planet swerving off axis. A Hymn to the Feminine celebrates her subtle workings to save our world where all supermen have so far failed.