I’m sitting on the rocks by the lake at the cottage right now, having my morning smoke and contemplation (it’s beautiful here in the mornings btw) and I just had a thought.
When I’m talking to the divine/universe/deity etc in my head, I typically don’t use a name. I don’t actively work with any specific deities, so I just don’t use pronouns. Anywho, sometimes, my mind will name a specific deity as I’m talking to them and that’s how I know that I’m talking to someone in particular.
So I’m sitting here, and am offering some smoke (to source/deity etc) and then I call Them, Mother Goddess... and it catches me off guard because I have never called anything I ‘Mother Goddess’ and always prefer to use the name of a deity, rather than just ‘Mother’, plus I don’t believe in the ‘there is only one godess and one god’ thing. So I was confused as to who I was referring to.
But then.. She’s not THE Mother Goddess, YOUR Mother Goddess.
I don’t believe in that theological construct of like, every person is born out of one mother, and She was saying that no, that’s not who she is.. she’s the lake and earth spirit of the lakes in central ontario. The nature that introduced me to the magic of nature in the first place, when I was under 5 years old, camping with my family.
Thank you, /my/ Mother Goddess, you raised me well.
