My Goddess
Listen to my sound.
I am the wind, which echos through the trees.
The gentle breeze which tickles your flesh.
Touch that which you walk upon.
I am the green fields
filled with fresh flowers.
My breast the mountain peaks
which reach toward the heavens.
My curves the endless canyons.
The waters that run through my womb,
nourish the sacred river of life.
I am the song within the storm.
The whisper on the edge of the forest.
The silence,
the rush of raging waterfalls.
Open your eyes my child,
for I am everywhere.
I have never left you and never will.
She who is above as well as below, within and without.
She is the creatress and the created. She is simply all.
She is the young virgin, the amazon, the priestess, and the whore,
the wife, the mother, the sister, the grandmother, the midwife, the teacher and the student, she is life as well is death and every step in between.
She is that of many names. Called Isis, Aphrodite, Kali, Cerridwen, Ishtar, Brighid, Hecate, Bast, Diana, Freya, Mary, Acadia, Epona, Athena, Durgha, Inanna, And many many more....
Every culture has worshipped, honored, adored and known her, in some form or another.
She is the face of every wombyn. Our mothers, our sisters, our daughters, our friends and loved ones. Look within and you shall always find her, our Goddess.
By now it should be obvious, I honor the Goddess. I am a pagan, a witch, a feminist, a Dianic and most importantly a wombyn. You can learn more about my path
by clicking here. And more about how I see and honor the Goddess.
But these pages here, are just for her, my Lady. I have created separate pages for each Goddess. I will add more as I can.
