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Isis the Mother
 

During a meditation exercise for my priestess training, I went to my Inner Haven.  I was guided through a corridor of an old temple that eventually opened to a landscape.  Strangely, there was a tall staircase in this landscape that reached the starry sky.  I climbed and climbed until I was on Sirius.  There sat my beloved Goddess Isis on Her throne.  I knew to join Her.  I sat on Her lap like a baby, and She promptly began to nurse me.  I could feel liquid light enter my mouth and course through my body.  My body became alive with electricity, with the nourishing spirit of Isis .  When my body felt adequately nourished, I knew that it was time to descend the staircase and return to my physical abode; but I also knew that, in times of spiritual famine, I could return to my Queen and feed my Spirit once more. 

 

Cerridwen Quinne





 

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