March 26th, 2009
|04:29 pm - Dawn comes lightly into ritual. . .|
This past weekend, I had the privilege of doing a ritual attunement and Gate opening that had nothing to do with the regular Two Powers we often use in ritual, but rather had everything to do with Eos, the Greek dawn goddess. I've gotten a couple of compliments on the part I played in the rite, and so I thought I'd share a bit of my own vision of the dawn, who I (of course) associate with the Vedic Usas.
|I remember watching the dawn break on Mt. Olympus, far above Litichoro and the sea. As I stood in the gray light of early morning, watching the mists roll over the mountain, I understood a little better the presence of the dawn in the mind of the poet, and the presence of the divine on Mt. Olympus.|
Truly, the blushing bride of the sun, the virgin innocent who blushes fiercely and beautiully when she is seen at her bath, the girl who comes quietly through your window in the morning and brushes her warm fingers across your face and chest and thighs. . . truly, she was there. . .
The most important thing to know is this: my own conception of dawn is greatly influenced by those Vedic poets who first spoke of the figure of Usas, rightly (I think) referred to as the most charming figure in descriptive religious lyrics. As a result, I think of the dawn as a beautiful girl on the verge of full-blown womanhood, young and innocent still, touched by neither man nor hardship; yet conscious enough of her body to acknowledge, however slightly, nakedness and vulnerability. I imagine that dawn, personified, is something like this:
In my mind's eye, when I view the dawn I am looking through a keyhole at a young woman bathing in her room, which is richly furnished in dark wood, draped in fabrics with warm hues of orange and red. She may sing to herself, or hum, as she slowly and joyously washes in the deep waters about her, the colours reflecting in the ripples where the waters meet her skin. At length, she rises from the bath, the waters dripping from her bosom in the many colours of the morning, and though she is alone she blushes a deep and soft blush, the colours radiating out from her skin. . . but this vision does not last for more than a the most fleeting of moments, for in a fluid motion she draws forth a cloth that covers her nakedness, walks swiftly across the room and throws open the window to the blinding light of the sun.
In another vision, I see the cool, grey mists of morning enter through my open window. Coming close on the heels of the mists, the dawn rests her fingers upon my window ledge, warming it and drawing colour to it. She then creeps over the sill, gazing down upon me in my slumber, and rests her hand upon my brow, lightly warming me with the warmth of her own touch. Her fingers trail across my face, brushing my hair behind my ear, touching my eyelids, and trailing across my lips and down my neck. Her fingers pass over my chest and stomach, warming them and drawing the first sigh of the morning from my body. She paints the room in fiery colours, drawing pinks, reds, and vibrant oranges across earth and sky. It is this gloriously painted heaven and earth that I view when I open my eyes and find her already gone, though I can still feel her touch and see the joy with which she has painted my world.
Heh. And people think Usas is a patron goddess of mine. Does that look like patronage to you?
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|Date:||March 27th, 2009 05:31 am (UTC)|| |
Patron is just a word.
It's ironic, really, to hear you speak so sensually, for you seem like such a prude sometimes in person. ;)
I believe that your relationship to our dear Rosy fingered Goddess of the Dawn is deep and meaningful, and it doesn't matter what title you give that relationship. It stands on its own regardless of title, status or catagorical analysis. She is yours, you are hers, is there any need for more than that?
All kidding aside, I find Eos to be one of those Goddesses whom I have a strong desire to emulate. She is loved dearly by those around her in an unconcious, endearing sort of way. She is the more shy of the trio, Nyx, Helios and Eos, but her subtle nature draws people to her. She is open about the way she feels. When she is sad, everything goes dark, but when she is joyous, the whole world lights up with her laughter. I envision myself someday walking into a room and lighting it up with my presence--not because I am that awesome (contrary to what I say), but because I have touched those around me in such a way that they are happy to see me. (Haha, I doubt that I will ever be considered subtle, though.)
I think Eos is a Goddess that contributes to the mentality of a Bard. If you are good enough, people are happy to see you and look forward to your next piece of work. Furthermore, if your work is good enough, you can make those around you feel. The greatest compliment you can give to a Bard is to tell her that her music or verse moved you. Whether it be happiness or sadness, if I can write a piece that effectively translates the emotion to the listener, then my work is a success. That is why I am constantly evaluating the way my performance affected the audience. I want to know if I conveyed to them more than just words and music. If not, well, mediocrity can still be entertaining.
Over time, I am seeing more and more why certain Gods and Goddesses are around me, and how this intricate pattern is being weaved...
|Date:||March 27th, 2009 02:24 pm (UTC)|| |
Re: Patron is just a word.
for you seem like such a prude sometimes in person
Mostly only because I generally feel that relationships are private things between individuals, and details shouldn't be advertised at all. But trust me, I'm no prude ;)
Anyway, I should pass the Vedic hymns to you about Usas, and see if you enjoy them as much as I do.
|Date:||March 27th, 2009 04:43 pm (UTC)|| |
Re: Patron is just a word.
Yes, please share! I have done little to no research into the Vedic Hearth as of yet, but find myself quite intrigued by it.
|Date:||March 28th, 2009 04:30 pm (UTC)|| |
Re: Patron is just a word.