Just as I seem drawn to the sea and the moon, I am fated to have a deep bond with the feminine elements of the cosmos. Sometimes this connection directly manifests itself when one of the Goddesses answers a question I have needed to ask. The question has to be simple and has to couched in such a way that I am obviously asking for help. Usually I will ask a specific Goddess for her grace.
Most of the time I will receive an immediate and clear answer to my plea.
This is where things start to become difficult and complicated. To begin with, there is only one Goddess.
In Celtic Mythology, (I am Celt, or a Briton, or an Englishman), the Gods were powerful, but the Goddesses even more so. In Celtic mythology the Goddesses are associated with the land, nature, the forest, trees, water, and the moon. The Goddess exists in a triple manifestation;
- The Maiden
- The Mother
- The Crone
and she is linked to the seasons, to birth, fertility, and growth. She is the giver of life and love, and she is the one who bestows sex and death.
I dreamt last night of the three weird sisters: To you they have show’d some truth.
This single Goddess in three separate identities is common across all the mythologies I know of.
In fact, the single Goddess who exists in three manifestations appears in all cultures and through the ages ~ at least as far back as 24,000 B.C.. She is sometimes called the Earth Mother, and she is responsible for all creation. In Egypt she was Isis, the Aztecs knew her as Toci, the Sumarians called her Ninmah, for the Greeks she was Cybele, Hera and Aphrodite. To Christians and others she is Mary. At the tomb of Jesus she was Magdalene, Mary Salome and Mary of Jacob.
One of the Celtic Goddess was known as Mairiae.
I have no fixed belief in God, Gods, Goddesses and spirits. As it goes I am an agnostic atheist. I believe that the true nature of the cosmos is unknowable.
It may be that my higher power is Aphrodite, or it may be that it’s my own subconcious, which I am accessing using a technique borrowed from Neuro Linguistic Programming. If that’s the case I’mas close to sorcery as it gets, or maybe magic. Or, it may be that the Goddess exists, and finds time to look in on me every once in a while.
I don’t know, and I don’t care. What I do know is the it would be a bad move to anger Aphrodite.
I go down to the sea to pray. Isis and Aphrodite answer my prayers, and the answer is seldom no.
Englisj Gentleman, moine guerrier