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First I will preface this entire section with a short lesson on spelling. As those who know me will testify, I am possible one of the worst spellers on the planet (have a rather large vocabulary, just cant spell what I can say!) and I would definitely be quite lost without my trusty spellchecker. Now to the variance in the spelling of my name. Jezebel as far as I can tell is the correct way to spell my adopted name, however, I have always spelled it the way I pronounce it Jez-za-belle hence my version instead of others you might see. And besides, my version is much closer to my birth name, same number of syllables and same rhythm. Anyway, for the purposes of this diatribe I will use the conventional spelling.... |
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The bible describes Jezebel as a warring, contending principality, with a flare for controling manipulation. A master manipulator who used flattering words and smooth sayings to seduce. She was like a shark, most vicious and dangerous circling the lives of others, looking for teachable, seducible, controlable disciples. She used deep controling hurts and wounds to manipulate and contol as she created soul ties. Jezebel loved to pull people unto herself, knowing how to stir people up because she liked to flow in the whirlwind of confusion and turmoil. She could probe your soul, looking for weaknesses and was a master at developing soul ties. When authority said no to her she was ready for war, forever the warring spirit dressed for battle. She loved power and liked control because she drew strength from controlling. This is why there was a feeling of being drained spiritually after contending with her. So the Jezebel Spirit was born. In the wake of every Spirit of Jezebel is a life of chaos, confusion, unstability, broken relationships and destruction and today the Jezebel Spirit lives on as a synonym for a wicked woman. Inspite of the biblical history, the literal meaning of the name Jezebel seems to mean chaste, with the prime root being where?, how?, what?, which way? So there is the duality. Jezebel meaning wicked, seducer, master manipulator and Jezebel meaning chaste pure one. Go figure! |
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She was a Phoenician princess, her father was Ethbaal, king of Tyre and Sidon and priest of the Phoenician goddess Astarte. Her claim to fame started when she married king Ahab of Israel (869-850 BC?) son of Omri. He was a warrior king and builder on a heroic scale extending his capitol city of Samaria and refortifying Megiddo and Hazor. Jezebel introduced the worship of the Phoenician god Baal and Phoenicain habits. This is where all the hostillity and trouble started. She earned the undying enmity of the prophet Elijah and his successors. She refused to bend her knee to the "only real god" and her spirit of rebellion, unyeilding, launched an all out attack against the prophet. Jezebel was Elijah's greatest challenge. After Ahab's death, Jezebel was the power behind the throne of her sons Haziah and Jehoram (841 BC?) until Jehu (842-815 BC?) who had been military commander under king Ahab headed an army coup and slaughtered the royal family including Jezebel. Simply put she was thrown from a window and trampled to death. There are added descriptions of her painted face and body parts eaten by dogs etc... So in one of the many blood-curdling episodes from the old testament Jezebel dies...but the spirit, the power and the fury lives on! Her lingering bad name is an example of the power of language. Without the religious overtone, it could be said Jezebel showed strength, courage, loyalty to her upbringing and heritage and an unshakable belief in "her" religion that believed the feminine represents divinity. She must have been a feminist! |
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There they are, the ones I've seen so often so long ago, the ones I know and remember,and new ones and ones I expected to fade away. The names that make me think "This is what I've been missing." That made me crave this "space" again. Where the thoughts and the names are fluid and the space is somewhere else than here. And I'm a name from the shadows of the past returned, gone forgotten remembered returned. Here we are, our names and those names mean something meaningful and meaningless in a spaceless space. I feel like I've walked into an old familiar place to find names I know (who may not know me) but the recognizing of them makes me feel like this could be home. | |
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