The White Goddess

The White Goddess is:

the Goddess of birth, love and death.

She is the basis of all life. She is the sublime Muse.

She is not stable, or fixed but is fluid and in continuous movement, symbolized by the phases of the moon.

In Greek Mythology she goes by the name Euryphaessa, Theia the Titan Goddess of “Wide Shining”. She has great strength, intellect and importance. She is called the Titan Goddess of sight and prophecy.

She is the goddess who endows gold, silver and gems their brilliance and intrinsic value. The Greeks believed her eyes were beams of light, helping them see their own mortal eyes. She was from a large and powerful family who are the foundation of Greek Mythology. Her parents are Uranus and Gaia.

Her siblings are: Oceanus, Coeus, Cronos, Crius, Hyperion, Iapetus, Tethys,Themis, Phoebe, Mnemosyne and Rhea.

Theia is the Mother of the Moon, the Sun and the Dawn.

The main thing about the White Goddess is her Eyes...She is a See-er, one who sees and Creates the Universe. She sees the future and what it can be.

The White Goddess by Robert Graves

“All saints revile her, and all sober men

Ruled by the God Apollo’s golden mean- In scorn of which we sailed to find her In distant regions likeliest to hold her

Whom we desired above all things to know.

Sister of the mirage and echo. It was virtue not to stay. To go our headstrong and heroic way

Seeking her out of the volcano’s head,

Among pack ice, or wear the trail had faded

Beyond the cavern of the seven sleepers; Whose broad white brow was white as any leper’s

Whose eyes were blue, with Rowan-berry lips The sap in Spring in the young wood a-stir Will celebrate with green the Mother. And every song-bird shout awhile for her; But we are gifted, even in November Rawest of seasons, with so huge a sense Of her nakedly worn magnificence We forget cruelty and past betrayal, Heedless of where the next bright bolt might fall.

As an expressive artist of transformational art. I acknowledge and participate diligently to this journey of deepest soulful untangling and Remembering who I really am.

A timely touring back now to the deepest memories of faces and spaces, things not wanted to remember, hidden and repressed... the White Goddess appears effortlessly upon the White page all a glisten and fresh in her “Wide Shining” as if no time had elapsed at all, she whispers. “Remember what really happened. ReDream the Shining.