In the earliest of times, I believe, humans did not see themselves as
separate from all that was around them. All of life was known as
interdependent. This is how I see it today. When we are born, we are
born to a mother. Our lives are solely dependent on her for survival.
We are birthed by her, nourished by her, protected by her, and sometimes
forced out to experience on our own, by her. She is at first, our own
Original Uncultured Mother. Once we move from her shelter, we begin to
experience our world in the same way, looking not only for what
nourishes, what protects and what shelters, but also for what we need to
be mindful of for our own safety, those forces far out of our control.
Those forces, which were uncontrollable, the ancients held in high
esteem, and honored with reverence.
We might see her in all the symbols around us. If we look at the
Earth as the Body of the Goddess we might see her soil as her skin, her
rivers and streams as her blood, flowing just as women’s blood flowed.
We would see the oceans as the waters of life bringing forth new beings,
sustenance for all. At the same time, these oceans could be seen as
her mighty power, taking and giving with the tides, those same tides
controlling the cycles of women’s bleeding times. We would see the
mountains as her breasts, the snow melting and running down her sides
into the rivers and streams as her nourishing milk. We often describe
our earth Goddess by saying, “her flesh is the soil; her hair is the
trees and other plants. Her bones are the rocks, and her breath is the
wind. She lies, her limbs and body extended, and on her body, we live.
When it is cold, she shivers; when it is hot, she sweats. And when she
moves, there is an earthquake.”
We see this carried forth in mythology, once written language was
developed. Look at Danu who was the mighty Danube River; Cailleach
Bheara, found in ancient Scottish and Irish mythology as the maker of
mountains, lakes and rivers. In County Meath, Ireland there is a set of
chambered cairns on a hill, which is known as Sliabh na Caillighe,
which means “the Hag’s mountain,” or “the witches’ hills.” David
Leeming, in his book, Goddess: Myths of the Divine Female,
describes the cave as “a mysterious damp orifice … maternal wombs …
vulva slits, all connected to the mysteries of birth and the source of
- I feel very connected to ancient
people in the ways that I honor the sacred. I have shed much of my
dualistic thinking and reconnected to the whole in my reverence for
Goddess. In my daily living, I find physical ways to immerse myself in
her. When I am able to be by the sea, I stand in Her sacred waters. If I
cannot do it in person, I do it in my mind. Each day I feel Her
breath on my skin, and bend to feel the soil at my feet. I listen to
the birds, and on occasion, I am blessed with wild animals at my back
door. The trees are a very real part of my life – my friends – my kin!
From all of these I look for messages to guide my life. I know that I
am dependent of all that surrounds me. I look to the Sky above me, to
the Seas surrounding me, and to the Land beneath my feet, and most
importantly, to She Who is the Sacred Fire infusing and inspiring us
all. She is my Original Uncultured Mother.
Deanne Quarrie is a Priestess of The Goddess, and author of four
books. She is an Adjunct Professor at Ocean Seminary College, teaching
classes on the Ogham, Ritual Creation, Ethics for Neopagan Clergy,
Exploring Sensory Awareness, energetic Boundaries, and many other
classes on the use of magic. She is the founder of Global Goddess, a
worldwide organization open to all women who honor some form of the
divine feminine, as well as The Apple Branch - A Dianic Tradition where she mentors women who wish to serve as priestesses.
'May we live in peace without weeping. May our joy outline the lives we touch without ceasing. And may our love fill the world, angel wings tenderly beating.'