About the Goddess: Reminiscing Whom we cannot forget.
They were times beyond the memory of man, immemorial times beyond our earliest ancestors when the first gods walked on the face of a land uninhabited and silent. Lurking through the dark corners of the newly carved mountains one by one by the hand of their own creators, the gods still descended in energy form to this plane (which we now call ours) and with their delicate touch, they modeled the prairies and the Valleys, rivers and mountains that we have now conquered.
One of these complex forms of energy and wisdom as ancient as the moon, She decided to bring with Her two gifts for a new breed of mammals destined to conquer this tiny blue planet in the midst of all divine creation. The gift of fertility and the knowledge of agriculture were two exquisite gifts that made thousands of years ago, a complex and primitive species in which is currently the predominant race of the planet.
For millennia, man has sought in each corner of the planet an explanation for his origin, his evolution, and his own existence. This search has only generated more questions than answers, but among such a complex history, this ancestral entity that was always on our side has left permanent traces of Her existence in each of these prehistoric corners, either in the form of colorful drawings or anthropomorphic statues of the most complex materials for each era in which they were crafted.
Because man has not lost his characteristic fear of all that is different, the ancestral entities in their divine wisdom began to appear before us under less complex forms and before our own eyes, increasingly familiar forms, allowing us also to immortalize them and honor them in figures who have looked more human on each occasion.
One of these entities, who has always bet on humanity as a race, is perhaps also responsible for polishing the solar reflection each night to give humanity the characteristic unusual brightness of the moon, through which we see only a very small part of the gigantic work that this entity has done for us.
This same entity, which has been characterized throughout the millennia for Her loyalty and unshakeable faith towards the human race, is responsible for showing man the functioning of processes linked to fertility and agriculture. At the same time, man, from his earliest age, began to question himself about the capacity and existence of a superior being capable of carrying out all this series of "natural events", trying to understand it and even to represent it under the form of a female ‘Mother’, because only an entity with a woman's soul would be able to mold a world full of fertile life and wild beauty.
In all these early representations of that entity, they did show off Her voluptuous forms, similar in every aspect to the forms of adult women and mountains, trails and meadows created by the mystical art of this being ancient, once they got to represent them. They attributed to Her all the occult powers of the earth, medicine, food, and even earthquakes would be only a part of its divine attributes.
In later periods the man in his arrogance to attribute to each thing a name to be able to have power over him, believing that he could understand them, began to call this mysterious entity as the Mother Goddess, Earth Goddess, or Mother Nature. Seeing this entity as an ancestor of the (somewhat smaller) gods that will later appear in various religions of the old and the new continent.
For an entire millennium, humanity attributed to other ancestral gods the characteristics of men, attributed to them ever more human names and personalities, but the Goddess, continued to be one of the earliest and most misunderstood, continued for a long time as "The Mother Goddess", and many later deities came to take some of Her attributes without ever being able to completely replace her.
After some periods of great intellectual, technological and industrial advancement for the human race, the gods in some way and for different reasons kept swimming in the fine crossing between the sea of oblivion and the coasts of myth. The vital flame of the goddess began to be revived again by intellectuals and devotees who brought Her worship back to our times. Suddenly for many everything began to regain the sense, legends, myths, the magical origins of man, the woman's bond with the moon and the earth, everything took a 360-degree turn and we realized that the answers were always there, what was left over were the questions.
These beings, older than humanity itself, these extraordinary immortal creatures whose wisdom transcends our understanding, entrusted us with the care of this planet, bet everything for us, but it was Her, the Mother Goddess, who dedicated herself always to our care, to our development and evolution, to push us, to take care of ourselves and to teach us, just as a mother does. Is She who fed us, healed us every time we were hurt, embraced us each cold night and restored our faith every time we felt down or depressed.
She was the mother goddess, the one that has a thousand faces and a thousand names, who trusted us from the beginning of time and who left us represent Her in as many ways as possible, statuettes of clay and bronze, in cave paintings at the back of an old cave, in the incomprehensible smile of some painting or in every Arthurian myth in the form of a fairy or a forest spirit that appears to help the knight in his mission.
There remain names as there are questions around them, many of these names devised by the same man and others whispered by themselves in the ears of their believers. Many of these questions do not have to be answered, others are simply not the right questions, but the fact is that the Goddess has always been there, and in every period of humanity, She has become present in some way, incarnated Herself under different faces and facets to illuminate with her presence every relevant fact of history, turn the ship's helm in the right direction or give birth to a new teacher for the human race.
Yoruba priests from Africa consider Yemaya, goddess of the sea and sea surfaces, as the primordial Mother Goddess who bore humanity and all the orishas of Her womb. According to her folklore, she was the primeval ocean and the whole Life on earth emerged from her belly of light. For many scholars on the subject, Yemaya established the life cycle of man and most mammals, which is why we would not be born of eggs, but rather bursting the womb and emerging in a sea of vital water. This perhaps would explain intentionally the reason man feels so comfortable swimming and diving in the cold ocean or in a small bathtub. Being surrounded by a body of water not only gives us a full relaxation experience, but also reminds us unconsciously to our own existence within the womb of the mother goddess, wrapped in a sea of light and spirit.
We can say that in a certain way we have also molded the Goddess to our form, we have given Her the skin color, the shape and personality characteristic of every nation in the world, and it has not been the reverse, but surely if the camels could represent their gods in some way, they are also likely to represent them as camels, and not as men, and after some time, the gods would appear before them in this same way to give them security and confidence.
Perhaps the representation we give to the Goddess is completely meaningless, perhaps it is an arrogant act of ourselves trying to understand Her, perhaps, on the contrary, it is an act of humility on our part, trying to represent Her in the form of the most intelligent creature we know. Perhaps this is its true form and somehow we have kept it in a subconscious memory that has been stored for generations in our genetics, or perhaps this is the form that the Goddess really had at some point in a previous life, coming from an earlier race perhaps in an earlier plane. I suppose all options are valid.
The only thing we can be sure of, as the archaeological evidence has shown, is that the worship of the Goddess is not something new, much less modern, on the contrary, it is one of the oldest cults in the dawn of humanity.
© Elhoim Leafar 2017
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