The Shadow Goddess of the Cactus Cave
This is such a beautiful Winter Solstice story from the even more beautiful soul, Mary Maulsby. Thank you Mary for resharing this blog from last year, bringing it to my attention now. I love it and hope it will shine some light on the value of darkness and shadows, as you come to understand who you really are more deeply. Winter Solstice blessings and enchantment to all!
My very artistic and generous friend, Judy, made me a beautiful green, horsehair ceramic woman. This figurine held a bouquet of pretty sticks, and wore a headdress of the same thin, straight sticks. I thought she would look great on our forested hillside at the entrance of a cave, which is adorned and protected by a prickly pear cactus.
This is her story. It is a Winter Solstice story:
She awoke at the entrance of a dark cave, not knowing where she came from or how she got there. There were many animals standing, waiting expectantly in front of her.
“Are you here to help us?” squawked the Steller’s jay.
“Yes,” chimed in the bluebird and the chickadee harmoniously, “Can you stop the Coopers hawks from killing us?”
“And the coyotes from destroying our families?” Squeaked the gopher and the muskrat simultaneously.
The bunny nodded hopefully.
“Are you our Queen?” Chirped…
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