Go back in time and you will find the
Divine Mother. Go back before the light robbed the darkness of its power and you will find her. Go back until paved roads become mere tracks in wild places; before the clock ripped the day to shreds. Go back until
cathedrals become churches, the c
hurches become temples, and the
temples become caves or standing stones or oak trees wrapped in mistletoe and ivy. Go back and
she is always there.
She is wrapped in the smoke from the fire, she smiles from the shadows of the forest floor, and whispers your name in the wind across the valley. She is Astarte, Hecate, Durga, Brighid, and Sif. She is ancient. She is Goddess. And she is still here.
Where you find the Divine Mother, you will also find the oracle. Through the oracle, the Mother speaks, sometimes cryptically but always truthfully. The Oracle of Delphi is said to have spoken for Apollo, but long before Apollo brought the masculinity of the sun, Delphi was a place where the moon held sway.
Then, it was a temple of Gaia, and the Oracle - who was always a woman - spoke to those supplicants who had made the dual journey, inward and outward, in preparation for hearing the divine.
It is time for us to make the same journey and prepare ourselves for the power and positive potential that lies at the heart of the Divine Feminine Rising.