Thursday, October 27, 2011

Dianic Creation Myth by Morgan McFarland

In the infinite moment before all time
the Goddess arose from chaos
and gave birth to Herself.
This was before anything else had been born
… not even Herself.
And when She separated the skies from the waters
She danced upon them.
As She danced, so did Her ecstasy increase.
In Her ecstasy She created everything that is.
Her movements made the wind and the element
Air was born and did breathe.
And the Goddess named Herself:
Arianrhod, Cardea, Astarte
And sparks were struck from Her dancing feet
so that She shone forth as the Sun,
and the stars were caught in Her hair.
Comets raced about Her,
and the element Fire was born.
And the Goddess named Herself:
Sunna, Vesta, Pelé
About her feet swirled the waters in tidal wave and river,
and flowing stream.
The element Water did move.
And She named Herself:
Binah, Mari Morgaine, Lakshmi
And She sought to rest her feet from their dance,
and She brought forth the Earth
so that the shores were Her footstool,
the fertile lands Her womb,
the mountains Her full breasts,
and Her streaming hair the growing things.
And the Goddess named Herself:
Cerridwen, Demeter, the Corn Mother
She saw that which was and is and will be,
born of Her sacred dance and cosmic delight,
and infinite joy.
She laughed, and the Goddess created Woman in Her own image,
to be the Priestess of the Great Mother.
From Her Elements; Earth, Air, Fire and Water,
the Goddess created for Herself a Consort-
for love, pleasure, companionship and sharing.
The Goddess then spoke to Her daughters, saying:
“I am the Moon to light your path
and to speak to your rhythms.
I am the Dancer and the Dance.
I whirl without motion.
I am the Sun who gives you warmth
in which to stretch and grow.
I am All that will Be.
I am the Wind to blow at your call
and the sparkling Waters that offer joy.
I am the Fire of the Dance of Life,
and I am the Earth beneath your dancing feet.
I give to all my priestesses three aspects that are Mine:
I am Artemis, the Maiden of the Animals,
the Virgin of the Hunt.
I am Isis, the Great Mother.
I am Ngame, the Ancient One who winds the shroud.
I shall be called a million names.
Call unto me, daughters, and know that I am Nemesis.”
We are Virgins, Mothers, Old Ones- All.
We offer our created energy:
to the Spirit of Women Past,
to the Spirit of Women yet to Come,
to Woman Spirit Present and Growing.
Behold, we move forward together.
And it is Good.

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