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The Origins of Mother Goose
Mother Goose may not be one of the first figures to come to mind when one thinks "goddess" but she is a continuation of an incredibly ancient tradition. One of the Bird goddess, specifically of the Goose/Swan. One can trace these remnants from the Northern Swan Maidens, Lohengrin the Swan Knight, or even to deities like Perchta and Juno! Though her more direct antecedents seem to have been figures like Swan Footed Berthe of French Folklore, who spun fate with a swans foot. The famous image of a woman riding a Goose can be seen in old Gaulish Deities like Frau Herra, who is depicted riding a goose. This idea of Goose Riding even appears in European Saints Myths, though it is often mistranslated as "Donkey". These elements fed into the choice for Mother Goose as the framing of many fairy tales and in keeping with many "Witch Cults" she was given a visage more akin to a Witch with magic broom and hat to match.-TLK
Mother Goose may not be one of the first figures to come to mind when one thinks "goddess" but she is a continuation of an incredibly ancient tradition. One of the Bird goddess, specifically of the Goose/Swan. One can trace these remnants from the Northern Swan Maidens, Lohengrin the Swan Knight, or even to deities like Perchta and Juno! Though her more direct antecedents seem to have been figures like Swan Footed Berthe of French Folklore, who spun fate with a swans foot. The famous image of a woman riding a Goose can be seen in old Gaulish Deities like Frau Herra, who is depicted riding a goose. This idea of Goose Riding even appears in European Saints Myths, though it is often mistranslated as "Donkey". These elements fed into the choice for Mother Goose as the framing of many fairy tales and in keeping with many "Witch Cults" she was given a visage more akin to a Witch with magic broom and hat to match.-TLK
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'As soon as I thus heard their plan, I turned my mind away
And set it flying over the plain. To the Wild Ones I did say
"Oh, come to me, my free friends all! Oh, come to my right hand
We must prevent these lords' intent of the claiming of our land
If they should rule this land once more, we shall all be servant-men-
And you, my dears, shall be captives here and never run free again!"
I bound my mind to the Wild Ones' minds, and I called as I never did call
'Til seven mares and a stallion bold came into the ancient hall
Just seven mares and a stallion bold, the Magic Mirror and me
To stay the command of the Wizards' band and keep the Plains-folk free
So I bound my soul to the Wild Ones' souls as I'd never done before
To bind our might in a ring of light, and fight in a Wizards' war'
And set it flying over the plain. To the Wild Ones I did say
"Oh, come to me, my free friends all! Oh, come to my right hand
We must prevent these lords' intent of the claiming of our land
If they should rule this land once more, we shall all be servant-men-
And you, my dears, shall be captives here and never run free again!"
I bound my mind to the Wild Ones' minds, and I called as I never did call
'Til seven mares and a stallion bold came into the ancient hall
Just seven mares and a stallion bold, the Magic Mirror and me
To stay the command of the Wizards' band and keep the Plains-folk free
So I bound my soul to the Wild Ones' souls as I'd never done before
To bind our might in a ring of light, and fight in a Wizards' war'
The Voice
Listen to the voice that tells you no when something’s off,
And the prickle of your skin when something isn’t what you thought.
Listen to the goosebumps, alongside something new,
And the flutter in your tummy when that path is right for you.
Listen to the friends who come inside when lights are low,
And the ones who stay to clear when the party people go.
Listen if you must to the other friends you have,
But remember they are often not around when you are sad.
Listen to your elders if their smiles are wise and true,
They have many tales to tell and all your worries they’ve been through.
Listen to the people life delivers at your feet,
The ones you’ve no idea, how you even came to meet.
Listen carefully to all the voices in your life,
But please heed me when I say that there is one who’ll you bring you strife.
That little nasty voice that seems to live inside your mind,
The one who says you’re useless and the one who’s never kind.
It’s that voice you must beware of from your dawn until your dusk,
It will convince you are worthless and wear you down to husk.
It’s a voice you made yourself when the world first broke your heart,
But if you choose to block it out, a brand new part of life will start.
Donna Ashworth
Listen to the voice that tells you no when something’s off,
And the prickle of your skin when something isn’t what you thought.
Listen to the goosebumps, alongside something new,
And the flutter in your tummy when that path is right for you.
Listen to the friends who come inside when lights are low,
And the ones who stay to clear when the party people go.
Listen if you must to the other friends you have,
But remember they are often not around when you are sad.
Listen to your elders if their smiles are wise and true,
They have many tales to tell and all your worries they’ve been through.
Listen to the people life delivers at your feet,
The ones you’ve no idea, how you even came to meet.
Listen carefully to all the voices in your life,
But please heed me when I say that there is one who’ll you bring you strife.
That little nasty voice that seems to live inside your mind,
The one who says you’re useless and the one who’s never kind.
It’s that voice you must beware of from your dawn until your dusk,
It will convince you are worthless and wear you down to husk.
It’s a voice you made yourself when the world first broke your heart,
But if you choose to block it out, a brand new part of life will start.
Donna Ashworth
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"It is good to have an end to journey toward; but it is the journey that matters, in the end."
- Ursula K. Le Guin -
- Ursula K. Le Guin -
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"Once you begin the journey toward a life of purpose, you enter the realm of real magic."
- Wayne Dyer -
- Wayne Dyer -
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"Believe one who knows: you will find something greater in woods than in books. Trees and stones will teach you that which you can never learn from masters."
- Saint Bernard de Clairvau -
- Saint Bernard de Clairvau -