Sublime

Earth’s magic and women’s are the same—giving

“The soul comes ‘from the stars’,” wrote C.G. Jung, “and returns to the stellar regions” – which is as much as to say that our spiritual essence takes on its physical substance when the atoms created by dying stars constellate, and our corporeal bodies eventually release their constituent molecules back into the cosmos.

I am the Fertility of the Furrow, into which you drop the seed of life at planting time. I am co-creator with the Goddesses and Gods, bringing forth life from my great and holy bosom. Boann and Bile fill my loins with teeming seed and fertile egg. and the plough carves my image in the sacred form of the Mother. Receive I the seed, bear I the life.

I’m weaving this entire book under the starry gaze and guidance of the goddess Hathor because I believe she is THE Wild Rose.