Womb of Light: The Alchemy of the Goddess

Womb of Light is an exploration of the Sacred Feminine and the application of Her transformative energies. These writings will have the intent and focus of inspiring and quickening within the individual a thirst for deeper connection and opening to the magick and gnosis of the Goddess in all of Her forms. She is the Mother, the Uraeus, the Muse, the Warrior, and the Healer, to name a few. SHE is the cycle of life and death and all that is held between; and my goal is to share the wisdom of her Womb of Light that all may claim their Divine birthright.

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Part Three: A Story of Awakening-X'anyuae

She stepped out onto the glistening waters, hovering just above the surface seemingly weightless to any who may have observed. Once again, she breathed deeply into the radiant core of her bodies drawing up the energy of the waters and allowing them to move through her. Light emanated from her now expanded form and layer upon layer of her bodies moved undulating in response to the echoing she was calling them to.......

Read all of Part Two Here

PART THREE

X’anyuae’s breath was full and deep and had slowed to being almost imperceptible by any observing. This was the quieting and entering of the stillness. She remembered the first she was taught of the power of the stillness. It was in her Fifth Aeon of memory and she was a flurry of continuous motion. All she encountered remarked that she simply was unable to sit still and probably would never be able to master the stillness. Even her mother had chided her saying, “ X’anyuae! Stop for a moment! You are missing all of life as you hurry from one task to another. Don’t you want to be able to take into your bodies all of the experience?” “But, Mother, I am. Can you not see how still I really am? In fact, I am so still that all of my bodies are vibrating and you only think that I am moving.” She moved a slender hand gently in the air in front of her mother’s face and deliberately slowed the energy down so that her mother could see. She remembered the look of amazement on her Mother’s face and the silent gasp of astonishment as the energy fanned out leaving tracers of energy floating in an arc of tracing. It was beautiful and it was terrifying at the same time. It was then that her mother knew that X’anyuae was far in advance of many of the Fifth Aeon. From that day forward, X’anyuae’s mother never called her to be still again.

It was from this state that the greatest power emanated and X’anyuae had practiced to make the necessary adjustments and the precise measurements of energy to affect the greatest impact. She breathed deeply from a core that now resembled more of a spiraling vortex of bodies moving in rhythm and vibration in response to the surroundings. As she exhaled rings of pure white beads of light spanned around her now fully elongated body. Li’yanu said to the sister witnessing, “Aren't they are beautiful! Like small galaxies containing star and light, breath and movement. X’anyuae is surely to be the next Vessel.

Ring upon ring layered itself ascending upwards around X’anyuae’s bodies. All forming a shaft of light reaching deep into the waters and rising high above into the blackness overhead. Her form was no longer distinct and separate and the entire chamber was held in a mist of pure white light that seemed to emanate from everywhere and yet had no traceable point of beginning. The waters moved and as the sound of X’anyuae’s tone of vibration moved through each cell of light three very large crystal points emerged from the waters forming a triangle around her. These were the crystals of working that had been activated aeons ago by the First Great Ones.

No one had seen them, and none, until now had been able to call them up from the waters. Their power was one of connection and deep healing that was created in the ancient magick long ago. As the crystals rose higher a profound silence filled the space. This was the silence of echoing time before the lands and reached into the heart of creation itself. The brilliance of light became the blackness of the before time and the image of a newly birthed planet emerged from the darkness. The form was pulsing as the surface took on different color and form. The blackness folded around it holding it in its gentle grasp.

As the patterns of evolving land took shape, X’anyuae continued to expand her light filled form, contracting and expanding in synchronicity with planet. Finally, the shape of this world took form and the vision was one of seeing the earth from the distance of space and time. X’anyuae moved her hands and extended them towards the crystals. Fans of energetic tracers moved in arcs as each of her bodies engaged in the intention. Streams of liquid light poured from the crystals and wove themselves between the layers of X’anyuae’s form. And, in a blast of pure energy the multi-streamed light was directed at the planet above. Light encircled it and it seemed to awaken every layer of its surface. The light was healing and reshaping. The light was revitalizing and the gift of its receipt would catalyze a response that was cause this planet and all that inhabited it to be infused with this light. This was the greatest echoing that could be given. This was the re-membering of the power of bodies awakened and pulsing with light.

All who were in witness of this sacred event felt the great weight of responsibility for the Work. And, all were equally fearful of the results. The echoings of this same act coursed through each. This had been tried in aeons past and the result was the loss of many lives in the rising of the waters. The Temple and the crystals had been buried purposefully, so that none would attempt this Work. The Great Mother had witnessed all that occurred and had taken into her being the great sorrow of a lost world and the hope that had been held in the great achievements of that time. The trainings were all that continued of that Work and this was only to provide the comfort of spiritual practice and healing to those whose memory was awakened. This was the safest way, or so the Great Mother thought until X’anyuae began her training.

And, as all witnessed the power and skill of the Work the fear was replaced by upholding the work. They could feel the reaction of healing on their own bodies and the echoings of the Work stirred memories deep within of a time of great knowledge of all of the magickal arts and deep connection to all that lay within the Universe. As the planet continued to be bathed in this light of quickening X’anyuae, the young woman of great gifts was no longer separate from the others. She and they were one and the Work was moving through her and them as waters that are gently poured from a Vessel of great depths.

The silence deepened and in a final burst of brilliance the chamber returned once again to its original form. The crystals were no longer visible and the light filled bodies of X’anyuae began to reassemble back into a more recognizable form. The marble glistened as though having being scrubbed to its most iridescent shine and the waters were calm and shimmering in reflection of residual light. All remained perfectly still, the after effects of the Work reverberating through cell and flesh, bone and nerves. X’anyuae stood silently at the edge of the waters, light moving through her like the steady pulse of warm blood and beating heart. Her head was lowered and her eyes were closed. She had been taught that slow and steady to gain your footing and grounding was the only way for her to transition. She breathed deeply as she lifted her head and opened her eyes slowly looking around to be sure all was restored to its presence as it should be.

There was no need for words and all who had witnessed had already left the chamber to find their own space of rest and recovery. X’anyuae began to move towards the entry and felt the pull of her bodies not fully in sync with one another yet so she walked more slowly to ease the transition. She stepped back through the archway and immediately her form took on its physical attributes of the lovely young woman who had so willingly entered the sacred chamber. Her bodies slowed and like the striking of a tuning fork; the vibration that had loosened and expanded the wave slowly came to rest as one. Li’yanu gently moved towards her, saying “Come sister. You must eat and drink something before you return to the dream Temple to reintegrate yourself.” She knew not to touch X’anyuae until the reintegration was complete and stood directly in front of her, looking into X’anyuae’s sparkling eyes and making note of a single strand of silver hair, a byproduct of the Work.

I heard the whispering amongst the Great Ones of Knowledge and they said there had never been so strong and powerful an echoing before. They said that you had passed the test and you would be the vessel of Great Light and that everything would change.” X’anyuae could feel the excitement of Li’yanu and listened patiently. She had felt the decision of the Great Mother as the first of the crystals rose and received her blessing as the sacred Mantle of the Vessel had been placed upon her once again as she called the Work into being. She had remembered the Work she had done aeons before in this Temple.

X’anyuae had been the one who had caused the loss. She had been impatient and thought she was ready. And in her over confidence, she had secretly entered the Temple and called forth the Great Light of echoing. Her bodies were not prepared and she could not hold the energy. She remembered that as the crystals rose she was so unstable a container that she panicked and in this panic the waters had risen uncontrollably. By the time the Great Mother had come, it was too late and as tears of pain and disappointment streamed down X’anyuae’s face all she heard was the lamenting of the Great Mother saying, “It was not time. Why did you attempt this without my help? What have you done, my child? What have you done?” As she moved through her many Aeons of Memory she had carried with her the lessons of the past and the vow that she would become a suitable vessel of healing and rebuilding. And, so she had waited patiently and heeded every word of direction and teaching and now, on this day in her Ninth Aeon of memory she had proven herself as an initiate.

Li’yanu continued to chatter on, but all that X’anyuae heard was the gentle voices of those who had entrusted her with this work. The loudest of all was that of the Great Mother saying, “the time of the Vessel has come. She is called X’anyuae and she will bring the HealingTimes!".   

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This is the final installment of X'anyuae. I hope you have enjoyed it and I appreciate your journeying with me as I attempted a new form of writing. Remember, that embedded in everything you read, write or speak that is of fantasy or fiction is a component of mystery and truth drawn up from the depths of remembering.....

Read Part One Here

Read Part Two Here

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Robin Fennelly is a 3rd Degree Initiate of the Assembly of the Sacred Wheel and High Priestess of Coven of the Mystic Path within that Tradition. She has been a seeker of all things spiritual since her early teens. Growing up in a spiritually supportive family provided the opportunity to explore and experience a variety of esoteric traditions encompassing Eastern Philosophy, Metaphysics and the Western Magickal System.  This spiritually rich and diverse background has provided the foundations of her teaching and writing for more than 20 years with integrated overlay of Astrology, Hermetic Qabalah, Energetic Anatomy, Tarot and personal alchemy.   Her personal work is strongly focused on the development and implementation of energetic protocol and exploration of the catalytic energies of the Sacred Feminine.  She works extensively with the alchemical nature of the Goddess as deity and archetype using that transformative nature as the current that flows through and informs all of her magickal workings. Robin's unique style of teaching and writing incorporates poetry, pathworking and prose as tools for deepening the reader's level of understanding and application.  She has authored several books on magickal practice and theory, is a writer for the Portal Magazine, UK, contributor to Capital Witch: The Pagan Newswire Collective and has had several featured articles on the Witch's Voice.

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