Novel & Cerita Pagan Origins Of Mothers Day

“Silver suddenly comes up, the medallion ends up in my hands, my mother appears to me and now, Lana is about to awaken. It almost feels like a game, like we are chess pieces in the hands of some creatures or maybe gods.” “Come to think of it, how did we even start worshipping the moon goddess in the first place? How was the first werewolf race originated? How did the gods come to existence?” “Most of these answers, we have no answer to them, at most, I only know that the moon goddess is our supreme primer, her word is law but I have never seen her speak.” “Right now, I cannot help but….” “Don't tell me you think your mother is like the moon goddess?” I had to ask him.

"Primarily, the pentacle is a pagan religious symbol." Romano nodded. "Devil worship." "No," Jimmy corrected, immediately realizing his choice of vocabulary should have been Clearer. Nowadays, the term pagan has become almost synonymous with devil worship - a gross misconception. The word's roots actually reached back to the Latin pagans, meaning country-dwellers. "Pagans' ' were literally unindoctrinated country-folk who clung to the old, rural religion of Nature worship. In fact, so strong was the Church's fear of those who lived in the rural villes that the once innocuous word for "villager" - villain - came to mean a wicked soul.

He said, "You haven't seen your mother in two or three years. Go greet her." Germain's mother was Pandora Winteringham, one of the old Lycan King's high priestesses. Like the other high priestesses from the old Lycan King's era, she now resided in a palace set aside for them. Their numbers were few, and they were content to keep each other company. Pandora was also Madison's foster mother—Madison's birth mother had been the royal full moon priestess during the old Lycan King's reign. When she fell ill, she placed Madison in Pandora's care. After her death, Madison remained with Pandora.

"Then, can you tell me about the werewolves?" "Yes mother. I will gladly do." She replied and cleared her throat. "The werewolves are species that came into existence four billion years ago. According to human theory, we are a group of creatures that was birthed from a promiscuous woman who had an intercourse with a wolf, and as a result, a human-wolf baby was born and earned the name werewolf. But that was wrong. Werewolves came from the moon goddess through a human mother. A long time ago, when the humans were at war with each other, a poor woman gave birth to the first werewolf child. This birth came along with reproach and shame for her because her baby wasn't normal. She was tagged as a

Valerie explained. I listened carefully to her explanation. I thought it sounded like it could work but, without knowing the words, and with my inability to speak, I wasn’t sure how but, I knew I could find a way. I thought about the Moon Goddess, she is all-knowing and loving. She gave birth to wolves and werewolves alike. It was told for centuries to all the pups. The Moon Goddess had been lonely, she had always wanted to find her mate. One day, she discovered the Sun God, her true mate. When the first lunar eclipse took place centuries ago, the Moon Goddess was finally able to reach her true mate, the Sun God. When they mated, she gave birth to a magnificent species, the wolf. She loved t

P E R S E U S I follow Elisha dutifully, helping him carry the basket he had entrusted to me. It’s a task we perform every year, a ritual to pay homage to the moon goddess for my mother’s soul. This tradition is observed by the lycans and anyone who has lost someone within our territory. My mother passed three years ago. I was only fourteen then, old enough to carry out the rites in place of my father, who couldn't bear to continue. Her death shook him to his core. We doubted he’d recover.

“At the beginning of time, there was Mother Sky and Father Earth. They were the first of their kind and they looked over the world with great pride and interest. They were the creations of the imagination of the humans, and they soon created children in their image; Moon Goddess Selene, who became the Mother of all wolf shifters, also commonly called werewolves. Sun Goddess Solaris, who became the Mother of all Foxes, who’s temper was as fiery as the Goddess they represent. Emelda, the Goddess of Magic and those who wield it; faes, witches, warlocks and destiny borns, and lastly Ashari, the Mother of Shadows and all things walking in them.” Emelda takes a deep breath. I know we are hearing s

Myla could not help but agree, there was a lot they didn't know about the world outside Moon stone. "Mates were originally created by the first moon goddess", the woman announced. Everyone gasped. First…moon goddess? Did moon goddesses die? Or retire? The woman she unofficially adopted as her mother in the privacy of her mind, was she not the original moon goddess? This was so surreal, were goddesses supposed to have replacements? Come to think of it, how did she come to become a goddess? She seemed so human, it was phenomenally strange to see a goddess that acted like she did.

The daughter of Zeus and sister of Apollo, Artemis used to be considered as a customer of female and young women and a protectress for the duration of childbirth. Demeter was one of the oldest gods in the ancient Greek pantheon, and she guaranteed the fertility of the earth and included both farming and vegetation. This close connection with the earth was once inherited from her mom Rhea, and doubtless, she was a reincarnation of local mother Earth goddesses, in many instances worshipped in rural communities in the Bronze Age.

The surface glowed, revealing a swirling galaxy of white, gold, and electric blue. “—comes from me. From my mother. From her mother before her.” “Witch blood,” I whispered. “No,” she corrected softly. “Something older than witches. Older than wolves. Something Morana never understood. Something she cannot control.” I stared into the water as the colors shifted faster, brighter, forming the shape of a crescent moon inside a sunburst. “This magic,” Mom said quietly, “comes from the Mother Goddess herself.” My heart stuttered. “I’m… Goddess-blessed?”