Charge
of the Spider Goddess
Child,
let go of your fear.
Did you think I was only Jehovah, the safe and predictable rule-giving god of
your childhood? No, no – even when you call me by that name I am more – Yahweh,
god of law and war, and the god of Christ, liberator, voice of the poor. But
now I have called you and you will see that I cannot be contained in names. You
will worship me as Kali, devourer and destroyer; as Hermes, agent of ultimate
knowledge; as Isis, lady of magick; as Pan, lord of sex; as Ereshkigal, queen
of the land of the dead; as the Green Man, who dies and lives again; as the
Great Mother, whose body is the earth and to whom belong all powers of life and
death. I am god of the mountain and goddess of the sea, lady of the sun and
lord of the moon; I am all opposites unified and yet I defy division; I am
cyborg, and yet am eternally one.
Were you there when I made the stars? I roam the sphere of the night and where
my spider legs touch down, pinpricks of light shine through.
Were you there at the birth of this universe? Giving birth to the world, I live
within it; I have spun the world’s web out of myself and made it my domain;
along the delicate threads of being travel the vibrations of all life’s
struggles.
Were you there at the beginning? O child, I say unto you I -am- the beginning,
and the end; all of you will return to me to be born again; I will eat of your
flesh and be satisfied.
Would you then dictate which of my infinite faces I may turn to you? For what
you see in me is only a reflection of what lies within yourself. O child,
accept me, and I will give you life unending; I will free you from your fear.
[inspiration
from ramakrishna; the book of job; sid's sermon on peter wanting to contain
moses, elijah, and christ in sacred mounds; donna haraway; and the charge of
the goddess.]
Copyright
(c) 2002 by Christine Hoff Kraemer