Goddess
Bringing the Goddess Home
Late in the evening on the darkest stretch of the coastal road between Waimea and Kona on Big Island, Hawaii the car broke down. No lights, no ignition, nothing. The woman stepped out into the pitch black night. She had just returned from a workshop and friends that came by a few minutes later stopped to help. A man tried in vain to revive the privately rented car.
The Honda was of age and the woman had named her Grace. And Grace was not doing well. The owner was phoned and asked for advice. His answer was:
"Don't mind the car, just bring the Goddess home"
This event took place in 2005 and I knew then it would the title of a book one day. As a dedication for the men who through their transformation from Warriors to Warriors of the Light become space holders for the Goddesses to go and be Home. And for the women that are reclaiming their Divine Feminine powers and beauty through healing the ancient wounds of their disconnection from the sacred pulse of Life.
As we have forgotten our ways at times
As humanity often chose to 'mind the car first'…