Olivia Robertson writes
about being the Oracle
FOI Oracle of the Month
Oracle: The Goddess Artemis
Book: "Urania, Ceremonial Magic of the Goddess"
By: Olivia Robertson
Divine Artemis of the Golden Bow, whose silver arrows shoot into the brow of artist, poet and lover: under whose powerful protection live stags and hinds, bears and wolves; bestow on us thy inspiration. Give us understanding of all living creatures: bring us in harmony with Thy glorious Nature: remember us, though we have neglected Thee.
You have done well. You have heard my demands. At the eleventh hour you turn to my ways. Be confident and walk forth in hope. For thousands of long earth years which to the Deities is but the passing of a moment, you have turned away from Me in the pursuit of your own artifacts. And this was intended, that you should learn the skills of Hephaestus the Smith; and the high thoughts of my twin Brother, Phoebus Apollo. But now, sated with your own mechanical toys, frightened by the Nemesis of your own acts, you turn to me. In your wanton destruction of your fields and woods, you destroy yourselves. In the death of wild creatures, you injure your own existences. In your proud separation from Nature, you alienate your souls. But you have turned to Me. Know that Nature also has a soul: that the earth is a living being too mighty for you to understand: that every creature, every stick, each atom, has its true being in the psychic realm over which I preside.
All the nature that you perceive is a mirage of my true Nature. You gaze at that which is before your eyes: yet this is a phantasm of that which truly lies behind you. You would follow my ways? Shut your eyes that you may see. The future you will know when you gaze upon the past - and so walk backwards to the future! Use your right hand for the day and the left hand for the night. Turn to the right for the gifts of my brother Phoebus of the sun: turn to the left three times with your eyes closed if you would travel to my Moon! For my Moon is not the moon you see. And my arrows are not only moonbeams, but rather are the shining radiations of the Spirit. Treat my children of the Wild with care and respect: not as pets, but as your equals. So you will be the friends of bats and toads: of deer and wolves: of foxes and badgers: of owls and snakes: and of my aetherial creatures that exist in the sphere of my Moon, and are seen by your young children, who are not yet blinded and deafened by your ephemeral world. The key to my sphere is through reflection.
(c)All Rights Reserved
Note: Oracles and audio files are copyright protected and not for resale.
Please keep this notice, as well as the above copyright and Yahoo link intact when sharing. Thank you.
To receive a different Oracle every
month by email, subscribe here:
FOI Oracles Yahoo Group
With the permission of Olivia Robertson, the FOI Oracle of the Month
has been provided as a service of the Crossroads Lyceum since 1998
and was acknowledged in the FOI Isian News issue #104.
© Copyright Crossroads Lyceum/Fellowship of Isis
All Rights Reserved.