"Therefore may Goddess grant unto you, my sisters, that ye may begin to exercise your faith unto repentance, that ye begin to call upon her holy name, that she would have mercy upon you;
Yea, cry unto her for mercy; for she is mighty to save.
Yea, humble yourselves, and continue in prayer unto her.
Cry unto her when ye are in your fields, yea, over all your flocks.
Cry unto her in your houses, yea, over all your household, both morning, mid-day, and evening.
Yea, cry unto her against the power of your enemies.
Yea, cry unto her against the devil, who is an enemy to all righteousness.
Cry unto her over the crops of your fields, that ye may prosper in them.
Cry over the flocks of your fields, that they may increase."
From Alona 34
This is not how the scripture was written originally, but I've re-gendered it to bring it closer to myself. Goddess is equal in perfection, power, and love to her partner God. She is not a wild pagan idol, asking for orgies to please Her, or for debasing rituals to worship Her. I know that much. Is She a part of this patriarchy? Does She really sit in the background, withholding affection and love and communication because our institutions do not allow for Her worship?
I hope not. I hope that these verses are valid the way they are written. I hope that She listens and hears every hope and fear and dream and sob that emanates from Her dear children, and answers us. Perhaps our hearts aren't open to hear the wisdom as Her gift to us, and can only accept that answers come from a loving Father. Is it our fault? Is it my fault?
It's been said that our issues with Deity are reflected in our issues with our parents.
But I have to go finish packing now, literally and metaphorically. I have to tie up the loose ends of my life and time in this region, and prepare for a sojourn in the wilderness.
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