Picture it and write: The Goddess
Hi there! This is my offering for this week’s picture it and write from Ermilia’s blog here. Once again the picture is not mine I only use it for inspiration. Anyway; Enjoy!
Behold the Goddess.
A complex creature.
A whole life, every stage in the one form.
She starts with the maiden. Young and naive. Still in the blossom of her youth. The world is all before her. Every sense new, every experience a marvel. She is the beauty of a spring. The dawn in a new day. The tingle in a first kiss. Life before it has been lived. The potential that she holds.
She changes. The maiden becomes the mother. The bringer of life. The cruicible of creation. Hers is a world of fear. Of the dangers that lurk in the night. Ever vigilant, she guards her brood. With every moment she nurtures and protects. Her being is devoted to service, the burden of the future, the continuance of the cycle. Under her stead the generations march on.
Once more; a new face. This one old and grey, the crone. Long since barren. What she has lost of fertility she has gained in wisdom. For her every sunrise is seen through the lense of the thousands before it. Through her flow the tales of the ages and the power of old magic. She is the survivor, a leader, and font of knowledge. Her memory is our history, her guidance brings us to the safe path.
The maiden, the mother, the crone. Three women, the one goddess. Without one there are no others. The beauty of the maiden, the caring of the mother and the wisdom of the crone all linked, interdependant.
A trinity of being. The triple goddess.