Various Writers' Views
of the White Goddess



from Apuleius' "The Golden Ass"

from Starhawk's "The Spiral Dance"

Invocation of the Gifts (from the Scots)

Ceridwen's Boast



VISION of the WHITE GODDESS

from Apuleius' "The Golden Ass"
- translated by William Adlington

About the first watch of the night when as I had slept my first sleep, I awakened with a sudden fear and saw the moon shining bright as when She is at the full and seeming as though She leaped out of the sea. Then I thought with myself that this was the most secret time, when that Goddess had most puissance and force, considering that all human things be governed by Her providence; and that not only all beasts private and tame, wild and savage, be made strong by the governance of Her light and Godhead, but also things inanimate and without life; and so I considered that all the bodies in the heavens, the earth, and the seas be by Her increasing motions increased, and by Her diminishing motions diminished: then as weary of all my cruel fortune and calamity, I found good hope and soveriegn remedy, though it were very late, to be delivered from my misery, by invocation and prayer to the excellent beauty of this powerful Goddess. Wherefore, shaking off my drowsy sleep I arose with a joyful face, and moved by a great affection to purify myself, I plunged my head seven times into the water of the sea; which number seven is convenable and agreeable to holy and divine things, as the worthy and sage philosopher Pythagoras hath declared. Then very lively and joyfully, though with a weeping countenance, I made this oration to the puissant Goddess.

"O blessed Queen of Heaven, whether Thou be the Dame Ceres which art the original and motherly source of all fruitful things on the earth, who after finding of thy daughter Proserpine, through the great joy which Thou didst presently conceive, didst utterly take away and abolish the food of them of old time, the acorn, and madest the barren and unfruitful ground of Eleusis to be ploughed and sown, and now givest men a more better and milder food; or whether Thou be the celestial Venus, who, at the beginning of the world, didst couple together male and female with an engendered love, and didst so make an eternal propagation of human kind, being now worshipped within the temples of the Isle Paphos; or whether Thou be the sister of the God Phoebus, who hast saved so many people by lightening and lessining with Thy medicines the pangs of travail and art now adored at the sacred places of Ephesus; or whether Thou be called terrible Proserpine by reason of the deadly howlings which Thou yieldest, that hast power with triple face to stop and put away the invasions of hags and ghosts which appear unto men, and to keep them down in the closures of the earth, which dost wander in sundry groves and are worshipped divers manners; Thou, which nourishest all the seed of the world by Thy damp heat, giving Thy changing light according to the wanderings, near or far, of the sun: by whatsoever name or fashion or shape it is lawful to call upon Thee, I pray Thee to end my great travail and misery and raise up my fallen hopes, and deliver me from the wretched fortune which so long time have pursued me. Grant peace and rest, if it please Thee, to my adversities, for I have endured enough labour and peril..."

When I had ended this oration, discovering my plaints to the Goddess, I fortuned to fall again asleep upon that same bed; and by and by (for mine eyes were but newly closed) appeared to me from the midst of the sea a divine and venerable face, worshipped even of the Gods themselves. Then, little by little, I seemed to see the whole figure of Her body, bright and mounting out of the sea and standing before me: wherefore I purpose to describe Her divine semblance, if the poverty of my human speech will suffer me, or the divine power give me a power of eloquence rich enough to express it. First, She had a great abundance of hair, flowing and curling, dispersed and scattered about Her divine neck; on the crown of Her head she bare many garlands interlaced with flowers, and in the middle of Her forehead was a plain circlet in the fashion of a mirror, or rather resembling the moon by the light it gave forth; and this was borne up on either side by serpents that seemed to rise from the furrows of the earth, and above it were blades of corn set out. Her vestment was of finest linen yielding diverse colours, somewhere white and shining, somewhere yellow like the crocus flower, somewhere rosy red, somewhere flaming; and (which troubled my sight and spirit sore) Her cloak was utterly dark and obscure covered with shining black, and being wrapped round Her from under Her left arm to Her right shoulder in manner of a shield, part of it fell down, pleated in most subtle fashion, to the skirts of Her garment so that the welts appeared comely. Here and there upon the edge thereof and throughout its surface the stars glimpsed, and in the middle of them was placed the moon in midmonth, which shone like a flame of fire; and round about the whole length of the border of that goodly robe was a crown or garland wreating unbroken, made with all flowers and all fruits. Things quite diverse did She bear: for Her right hand She had a sistrum of brass, a flat piece of metal carved in manner of a girdle, wherein passed not many rods through the periphery of it; and when with Her arm She moved these triple chords, they gave forth a shrill and clear sound. In Her left hand She bare a cup of gold, upon the handle whereof, in the upper part which is best seen, as asp lifted up his head with a wide-swelling throat. Her odoriferous feet were covered with shoes interlaced and wrought with victorious palm. Thus the divine shape, breathing out the pleasant spice of fertile Arabia, disdained not with Her holy voice to utter these words to me:

"Behold, Lucius, I am come; thy weeping and prayer hath moved Me to succour thee. I am She that is the natural Mother of All Things, mistress and governess of all the elements, the initial progeny of worlds, chief of the powers divine, queen of all that are in Hades, the principal of them that dwell in the Heavens, manifested alone and under one form of all the Gods and Goddesses. At My will the planets of the sky, the wholesome winds of the seas, and the lamentable silences of Hades be disposed; My name, My divinity is adored throughout the world, in divers manners, in variable customs, and by many names. For the Phrygians that are the first of all men call me The Mother of the Gods at Pessinus; the Athenians, which are spring from their own soil, Cecropian Minerva; the Cyprians, which are girt about by the sea, Paphian Venus; the Cretans which bear arrows, Dictynnian Diana; the Sicilians, which speak three tongues, Infernal Proserpine; the Eleusinians, their ancient Goddess Ceres; some Juno, others Bellona, others Hecate, others Rhamnusia, and principally both sort of the Ethiopians which dwell in the Orient and are enlightened by the morning rays of the sun, and the Egyptians, which are excellent in all kind of ancient doctrine and by their proper ceremonies accustom to worship Me, do call Me by My true name, Queen Isis. Behold, I am come to take pity of thy fortune and turbulation; behold I am present to favour and aid thee; leave off thy weeping and lamentation, put away all thy sorrow, for behold the healthful day which is ordained by My providence."


Creation

from "The Spiral Dance" by Starhawk

Alone, awesome, complete within Herself, the Goddess, She whose name cannot be spoken, floated in the abyss of the outer darkness, before the beginning of all things. And as She looked into the acurved mirror of black space, She saw by Her own light Her radiant reflection, and fell in love with it. She drew it forth by the power that was within Her and made love with Herself, and called Her "Miria, the Wonderful".

Their ecstacy burst forth in the single song of all that is, was, or ever shall be, and with the song came motion, waves that poured outward and became all the spheres and circles of the worlds. The Goddess became filled with love, swollen with love, and She gave birth to a rain of bright spirits that filled the worlds and became all things.

But in that great moment, Miria was swept away, and as She moved out from the Goddess, She became more masculine. First She became the Blue God, the gentle, laughing God of love. Then She became the Green One, vine-covered, rooted in the earth, the spirit of all growing things. At last She became the Horned God, the Hunter whose face is the ruddy sun and yet dark as Death. But always desire draws Him back toward the Goddess, so that He circles Her eternally, seeking to return in love.

All began in love; all seeks to return in love. Love is the law, the teacher of wisdom, and the great revealer of mysteries.

INVOCATION OF THE GIFTS
for a Ninefold Chorus

translated from the Scots by Caitlin Matthews

We bathe Your palms
In showers of wine,
In the crook of the kindling,
In the seven elements,
In the sap of the tree,
In the milk of honey.

We place nine pure, choice gifts
In Your clear, beloved face:

The gift of form,
The gift of voice,
The gift of fortune,
The gift of goodness,
The gift of eminence,
The gift of charity,
The gift of pure maidenhood,
The gift of true nobility,
The gift of apt speech.

Dark is yonder town,
Dark are those within,
You are the brown swan,
Going within fearlessly,
Their hearts beneath Your hand,
Their tongues beneath Your foot,
No word will they utter to do You ill.

You are a shade in the heat,
You are a shelter in the cold,
You are eyes to the blind,
You are a staff to the pilgrim,
You are an island in the sea,
You are a stronghold upon the land,
You are a well in the wasteland,
You are healing to the sick.

Yours is the skill of the Faery Woman,
Yours is the virtue of Bride,
Yours is the faith of Moira, mild,
Yours are the deeds of the women of Greece,
Yours is the boldness of Emer the beautiful,
Yours are the features of Darthula's face,
Yours is the spirit of Maeve the strong,
Yours is the affection of the sweet singer.

You are the luck of every joy,
You are the light of the sun's beams,
You are the door of lordly welcome,
You are the pole star of guidance,
You are the step of the roe of the height,
You are the step of the white-faced mare,
You are the grace of the swimming swan,
You are the jewel in each mystery.

Nine waves around You,
Nine winds above You,
Nine paths across You,
Nine fires about You,
Nine wells beneath You,
Nine wisdoms given You,
Nine gifts given You,
Nine skills given You,
Nine strengths given You,
Ninefold the blessing of the sidhe.


Ceridwen's Boast

Caitlin Matthews

Nine are My natures
through many spheres.
Who dares meet the sow and her nine?
Lleu Llaw Gyffes was a tasty feast
at the foot of the pine.

It was the son of the Hazel
who brought me to shore.
Then was sown wheat and barley -
bread and beer for women and men.
Amathaon's store.

But best is the ferment of the bees:
only their honey shall sweeten
the mead in the high cup.
Best for the honey-isle
a dragon who drinks deep of the draught.

And my fine eagle,
fosterling of the Wood-Seer:
he shall himself endure,
baiting on a high tree
'til a ladder of words shall lure.

My bright one, My dark one,
contentious to the end,
brothers of one womb,
I am your beginning,
and your sure doom.

In the northern court of Don,
my lawful chair is set:
giver of wisdom's gift,
keeper of the caers,
weaver of the weft.

My shifting fingers
reckoning all rents,
counting each herb and flower
to their own potency,
shall stew to the hour.

And ninefold the waves
shall batter the land.
The cauldron overset
shall poison the honey isle,
its swift horses fret.

In every turning or the caer,
in every shaping's shift -
I am the Mistress of the Brew,
Ceridwen of the Chair,
in acorns, milk and dew.

Last modified: 19 December 2001
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