A Veil Removed....

I've heard it said that virtue has a veil...and vice a mask.

Lifetimes ago,

it seems...

the Goddess Inanna chose me.

And, insisted that I choose Her as my guiding Goddess.

Mysteries are feminine; 

they like to veil themselves 

but still want to be seen and divined. 

Karl Wilhelm Friedrich Schlegel

  

Throughout the years, I have danced and cried...

hidden my eyes, 

and, been made aware —

soared great heights on dark, black wings

and envisioned a hundred, thousand dreams.

All the while

She stays with me...

In the secret places of night, she casts shadows to amuse.

When I am lost, She reclaims my soul and sets it free.

When weary, afraid, or, in doubt,

She gently reminds me: I am stronger than I know.

Heartbroken; the sweetest solace is in Her presence.

Ever Radiant, illuminating the wisdom of my mystic ways —

She offers dragons and roses and cosmic signs 

to encourage, nourish and be my guide.

She whispers, sings, and sometimes, howls!

to reveal Her power and magick; which too, are mine.

Often times, I listen to the quiet, deep inside

and trust — as I find Her dwelling there, within.

Other times, I ache with longing to know true love.

And thus, I pray for Her unfathomable, liminal light 

to shed mercy upon me, as I scry the mirror of my psyche.

One With Inanna - Gazing into Her Depths

I profess!

I adore

The Queen of Heaven 

She claimed the forbidden and holy ME, as Her own.

Yet, gave up everything of Herself, to gain 

entrance into the Underworld —

to purify and empower us both!

As daughter of Inanna, 

I too, have willfully journeyed into the depths

—experienced hurt, regret, unspeakable sorrows—

and come out whole. 

But still, I await.... something, yet unknow.

One always learns ones mystery 

at the price of ones innocence.

Robertson Davies

I have been granted precious insight into profound mysteries:

I have learned (or, finally accepted) that sometimes life isn't fair...

but, with the gift of divine grace, awareness restores authenticity.

And, inner authority.

If I want to maintain an image of myself

 as innocent, superior, or righteous, 

I can only do so at the cost of truth. 

I would have to reject the mysterious side, 

the shadow side, the broken side, the unconscious side 

of almost everything. 

We have for too long confused holiness with innocence; 

whereas holiness is actually mistakes 

overcome and transformed, 

not necessarily mistakes avoided.

Letting Go

Richard Rohr

A promise given...

As High Priestess of Inanna, 

I dedicate my life to the power of love, 

the sacredness of being, the soul of beauty, the magick of sex,

and the transformative wisdom of sovereignty.

Therefore, I consecrate this blog as a holy place.

Unto the Divine, I offer my heart, my mind, my soul.

And, with you, I share vulnerable glimpses of my self —

that we may grow together in unity, harmony and joy

as we walk the path of beauty.

It is with deep respect for the Goddess 

and for my own personal expression of She,

that I vow to remove the veils

by sharing the nakedness of my spirit

for the highest good of all.

My offerings of Oblation to Inanna

in the form of poetry, prayer and soul nourishment,

are offerings to you, as well.

Each post appears as a photograph

capturing a moment, thought, or act —

then, placed upon the altar of time and space. 

Come dear reader, and you will find:

art, gifts of flora and fauna, and other things of beauty....

rituals, recipes, and crafts in honor of the sacred cycles and seasons...

faerie lore, oracles and divination, and the ways of magick…

gifts to embody the mysterious wisdom of the divine feminine...

as well as, various other topics, links, products and things

to delight, inspire and abundantly bless you, as you live your life.

Leesa

The Gypsy Priestess