Genetrix Tredecim - The "Ancestress" of Creation.

(From "The Sacred Tryst" Historical Fiction) A Creation Story that Predates Genesis

BEHIND THE SCENES: Every good heroine has a creation story right? So why not take what I am preaching in our first season of Foundations of Deconstructing Patriarchy, History & Myth…and make sure that Gaia/Innana/Ishtar/Ashereha gets Her Creation Story? I wanted this to have the the familiar Genesis text…helping readers familiar with the Bible to see “what could have been” or “might still be discovered”…if we keep looking for it! If not — at least we have the Genetrix to help us rewrite the past, present, and future!

Last week’s post: NY TIMES OP-ED Article.

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Before there was “In the Beginning” from the men of Israel, there was a Maiden. She was not subservient, captured to the Underworld, or in need of being saved. She was wild, creative, and giving — acting of Her own autonomy as She willed. This is Her story and the Truth of how the Lands truly came to be.

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In the void between the stars and time, a tenacious Maiden willed Herself into being, knitting Herself from the raw threads of pure might and delight.

Suspended above the Great Above, She drew to Herself Light and Darkness, weaving them with the stardust of forgotten Maidens and Their Consorts. In an unfathomable Spiral Dance, She birthed Herself into being.

In the First Moments after Her Birth, She crafted the nurturing waters, a playground for creatures of the deep, a reservoir of souls yet to come. These waters flowed from the Great Above, bathing, blessing, and blooming everything they brushed up against into life. Brushing away shadows, shaping the tomorrows.

And the Maiden was satisfied.

Next, She reached into the waters below and with a sweep of Her hand, She scooped the Wisdom of the Ancient Crones from the depths. She gathered Them into a great sphere and cast it into the Sky Above, that Its light might shine forever more.

She called this Great Ball in the Sky Above Selene — The Moon. A sentinel over the Great Waters, destined to guide the tides and the coming Wombs.

Selene, however, was shrouded in darkness, Her light a sensation just beyond the touch. Like a secret too deeply buried, She was unable to cast forth the Ancient Crone Wisdom She harbored within.