I see her as one face and one body that shows different moods, different emotions, and different feelings. Not the triple aspect or three Goddesses rolled into one. She can be young and full of life and then old and near to passing, just as she can be calm one moment and then battle-enraged in the next.
She is Mother, Sister, Aunt, Daughter but most of all, she is my patron Deity. She is not the easiest to please and can be almost arrogant in her assumption that I will do her bidding.
She sits on my left shoulder sometimes, I feel her laughter at things and I smile joining in with the joke, she is sarcastic, demanding and loving sometimes all at once.
She is the beauty of strong, real womanhood — not an unattainable dream. As a maiden she seduces us with promises of glory in battle and with the beauty of her body. She promises us her honor and she never fails to deliver. As a mother she teaches us and protects us. She helps us to achieve all that we desire. She is both our mother and our consort. As a crone she is old age and the loss of our prowess, but she is also experience and knowledge gained through loving life. She is an old friend. She is loyal and expects her chosen to be the same.
She is a shape-shifter and goddess of magic. Her nature is mutable — swiftly adaptable to circumstance and situation — so that she can be the Battle Raven in one instant and a woman brimming with sexuality the next, or a loving, nurturing mother. Though working with her and being chosen by Her is not easy and it is not without its troubles.It affects my relationships, and what she demands of me. But would I swap her or change my allegiance not a chance.
