The Order of the
White Moon Goddess Gallery Presents
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Isis
Isis was the most important Goddess of all Egyptian mythology to embody the archetype of Great Mother. She was the sister and wife of Osiris, sister of Set, and twin sister of Nephthys. She was the mother of Horus the Child (Hoor-par-kraat). She was the female counterpart of Osiris. In human terms, she was his sister. Just as mankind is of two opposite yet equal genders, male and female; the nature of the divine cannot be expressed without reference to the same two aspects.
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A Tribute Poem Because of Isis, there is a heaven. Because of Isis, there is an earth Because of Isis, winds blow on the desert. Because of Isis, the sweet sun shines. Because of Isis, the river floods in spring. Because of Isis, plants bear fruits. Because of Isis, we live and grow strong. Because of Isis, we have breath to give thanks. Author unknown. |
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Outspread
wings falling from her arms so that it looks as though she could simply
flap her wings. Often she kneels, opening her wings protectively. These
wings, which make her appear angelic, indicate her celestial nature.
For unlike many other Goddesses Isis was not connected with the earth
so much as with the sky. Isis was associated with water birds, which
migrate over water as well as to rest on it, Her sacred bird was the
goose, whose craning was used as the design of the boats that were dedicated
to Isis Queen of the sea.In her hands, the winged Isis carries an oval
shape that ends in a cross…the symbol of the ankh. |
It is the hieroglyph
meaning “life” and is thought also to represent a mirror such are
as used in some of Isis`s rituals. Isis, as mother of life`s
mysteries, is appropriately symbolized by this letter. |
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Feast of Isis The greatest festival of ancient Egypt was the mysteries of Isis and Osiris, celebrated for the month each fall. In preparation for the mysteries, the festival of Lamentations was held October 3, when a priestess with the Goddess's hieroglyph tattooed on her arm enacted of the mourning Isis, Then, from November 12-14, the Mysteries began with three days devoted to Isis's loss and quest. Each day marked a specific part of the Goddess's quest for her lover: on November 12, she sought for him; on November13, she grieved his loss; and on November 14, she found his body, Specific rituals reinforced the association of each day. Two mid summer festivals also celebrated Isis, Her birthday on July 17, was called the Night of the Cradle; her mother Nut, the sky Goddess, was also acknowledged on this day because "the mother gave birth to the daughter, asnd the daughter gave birth to the mother" The next day was an Isian feast, because Osiris was connected with the annual rising of the Nile River, celebrated as New Years Day, Isis was worshiped as well. The Egyptians version of New Years Eve was the Night of the Drop, when the grieving Isis was imagined to swell the Nile with her tears. As Osiris festival was July 19, the evening of July 18, was the Godess Festival. March 3rd was celebrated as Isidis Navigatum, the Blessing of the Fleets-the fear when Isis as ruler of the seas, opened the Mediterranean to navigation. A statue of the Goddess was carried to the water, where flowers-wreathed women offered her mirrors so that she may see her beauty, Priest poured milk on the sands from a pitcher shaped like Isis's breast,
than sprinkled the statue with precious perfumes. As the final part
of the ritual, a crewless boat, whose prow was shaped like a water bird,
was filled with spices and sent out to sea as an offering to the Goddess. |
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Invoking Isis
Grief the search, and restoration; the Pattern of Isis myth is the same one that any healing must take. Whether what lost is health, wealth, or love, first we must grieve the loss; then we must search for wholeness; and then we may finally, after what seems to be insurmountable obstacles, we find ourselves made whole once more. |
Revised updated from myself, as original author is unknown from 16th.or earlier century.
Our Goddess moves in a mysterious way, Her wonders to perform; She plants her footsteps, in the sea, And rides upon the storm. Deep in unfathomable mountains, with never failing skill, she treasures up her bright designs, and work her sovereign will. Ye fearful spirits, fresh courage takes; The clouds ye so much dread are big with mercy, and shall break with loving blessings upon your heads. Judge not the Goddess by feeble sense, But trust her in her grace; But behind the frowning providence she hides a smiling face. Her purpose will ripen fast, unfolding every hour; The bud may have a bitter taste, yet sweet will be the flower. Blind unbelief is sure to err, and scan her work in vain; The Goddess is her own interpreter, and she shall make it plain. |
Many bright blessings come your
way, to you and your loved ones |
Resources: Patrica Telesco
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