The EmpressA Story by SephiPiderWitchThe
Empress Enter my realm and know me. I exist in the dark, the light and the half-light
between. I am feminine manifest,
creativity brought to life and the triad made whole. I am you, your sister, your mother, your
friend, all who have come before and all who shall follow after. Come, let us
journey to the place where we can awaken the fetus and know the life that is
woman. I am born, as all life is, in the darkness
of the womb, in the chaos of the nothingness that exists before the door is
opened to allow the seed. The gift of
the seed received, in the half light of emerging life, I prepare to birth
myself. Like the bloom of the Lotus, I emerge from the muddy depths, my form
encases in the closure of my bud. I
awaken to the dawn as the rays of the sun caress me, I open myself to the heavens. Take my flower into your hands and hold it
gently to your breast, breath deep and feel. My smells are those of the earth, the scent
of life, unformed, manifest and past.
Smell the gentle aroma of the budding flowers in my waking, the earthy
tones of Sandalwood in my presence, of laying moss in my passing. My love approaches with the smell of the
woodland musk upon him. The flowers grow
around me as our scents merge and the dragonflies alight, drinking in our nectar. I emerge, fully formed, as Athena from Her
Father’s head. I emerge complete, ever
changing. I drape myself in swirls of
colors, painting myself anew with each step.
I am the Muse, I am the Inspiration, I am the Flow and I am the Moon. My belly swells with the pregnancies of my
creations. I hold out my hands and offer
my creations, the pomegranates burst and the dreams fly from their shells. I spread my Yoni and birth my daughter, She
who shall be the bride to the divine. I,
who birth all that come below, give life to She who shall marry all above,
completing the circle and becoming my own lover. I am the Empress, the Queen, the feminine
name to the Godhead. I make the divine
complete. I balance the whole. I am the supreme love and awareness which
combined with the spiritual will and purpose of Kochma and the infinite
realized self of Keter becomes Divine Manifest.
I shall watch you as you dream and guard you. I shall speak the words of understanding in
your ear so you shall grow in knowledge.
I shall touch the hand that draws the brush so the colors will flow with
the song of your spirit. And awareness
reached, I shall be the hand that takes your last breath and the doorway before
the abyss that must be crossed to reach the divine. Sephi'PiderWitch March 24, 2001 © 2010 SephiPiderWitch |
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