If you didn’t get a chance to read the article about Men and the Goddess I posted a few weeks ago (9-25), here’s another part of it that struck me: it was about a group that regularly re-enacts this scenario: First, a god is cut into pieces by his brother. Second, because She loves this dismembered guy so intensely, the Goddess roams the world gathering up his pieces. Then he is reassembled and “brought back to life within the context of the Goddess.”
Of course this is the myth of Isis and Osiris. But what a new meaning this ritual casts upon them for me! What a metaphor for our times! The old, destructive gods are ground up into bits, and we start over from scratch, building them anew within the mold of a loving Goddess. A Goddess who refashions them through the sieve of her tender, personal love.
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And when reborn as Horus, he is her son, a subordinate. That works for me.
works for me too
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