The the Sun god Ra ordered Shu (Air) to separate Nut (Sky) from her
brother/lover Geb (Earth), he also declared that Nut should never have
children in any month of the year. Thoth , the god of wisdom, won from
the moon, in a game of draughts, one seventy-second part of its light.
It was during these days, that belonged to no month, that she bore
Osiris, Horus the Elder, Set, Isis and Nephthys. Osiris and Isis fell in
love and mated while still in Nut's womb and became man and wife, her
sister Nephthys married Set.
Together with Osiris, they ruled Egypt and taught the people all the
basic skills of civilisation. Set, however, was envious of his brother,
and conspired to kill Osiris, nailing his body in a coffin and throwing
it into the Nile. Isis traced the coffin to Byblos in Phoenicia, where
the currents had carried it. However, a tamarisk tree had grown around
it, and King Malacander had built the trunk into his palace. Isis, in
disguise, first became the nurse to the kings son and later his queen.
Isis revealed herself to Malacander, who granted her a ship to take the
coffin back to Egypt.
On her journey back to Egypt, she hid in the Nile Delta marshes near
Buto, to conceal herself and the body of the dead Osiris, with whom she
had become magically impregnated. Set, however, discovered the body and
tore it asunder casting the fourteen pieces throughout the kingdom.
Isis, undertook a journey to recover the disembodied parts of her
husband/lover. At each place, as she found one of the parts, she
performed a burial ritual and set up a stela marking its place, hoping
to deceive Set into thinking that all the parts were buried in separate
In time, Isis recovered all the missing parts, except the phallus of
Osiris, which Set had thrown into the Nile and had been eaten by a crab.
Isis was able to fashion a new one, and magically restored Osiris's
body by anointing it with precious oils. She was thus to become the
inventor of embalming. Osiris, now fully immortal, became the King of
Amenti, the realm of the dead, while Isis in due course gave birth to
Horus the Younger.
Who is that goddess to whom men should pray
But her from whom their hearts have turned away,
Out of whose virgin being they were born,
Whose mother nature they have named in scorn
Calling its holy substance common clay.
Yet from this so despised earth was made
The milky whiteness of those queens who swayed
Their generations with a light caress,
And from some image of whose loveliness
The heart built up high heaven when it prayed.
Lover, your heart, the heart on which it lies,
Your eyes that gaze, and those alluring eyes,
Your lips, the lips they kiss, alike had birth
Within this dark divinity of earth,
Within this mother being you despise.
Ah, when I think this earth on which we tread
Hath borne these blossoms of the lovely dead,
And made the living heart I love to beat,
I look with sudden awe beneath my feet
As you with erring reverence overhead.
Nyai Loro Kidul
is the legendary mermaid queen and goddess of the South Seas. She only exists in Indonesia, nowhere else in the world. It has been said that She was the mortal daughter of an ancient king of Java who lived in the 6th century who had been banished from his home by Her wicked stepmother.She is also the mythical spiritual consort of the Sultans of Mataram and Yogyakarta. The following tells Her story:
She lives in the Indian Ocean off the
coast of Java. She rules over a luxurious underwater realm at the heart
of the sea where She is attended to by a court of beautiful sea
spirits. She is often depicted as a mermaid with long flowing green hair
which is filled with shells and seaweed. She is, indeed, a force to
be reckoned with. It is She who controls the violent waves of the
Indian Ocean. Hence, the Javanese people never wear green while in the
water for fear of offending Her. Young, handsome men fear falling
victim to Her seductive charms for it is believed that She seeks them to
serve in Her undersea realm.
In ancient times, She
may have been the mortal wife or daughter of the King of Java, a queen
who taught Her husband how to gain the power of the spirits so he could
rule wisely....and who then fell victim to spite and jealousy. The
king's concubines, jealous of Her beauty, used black magic to turn Her
into an ugly hag, and, because of Her ugliness, ordered Her to leave the
palace. For a time She wandered aimlessly through the forest, but when
She came to the ocean, She stopped to rest, falling asleep. She
dreamed that She would be cured of Her ugliness if She threw Herself in
the water and drowned. She did so and from thereon, became the powerful
Goddess of the Sea.
Right up to the present, fisherman pause to ask Her for her mythical protection before sailing the seas that She rules. Failure to do so could result in harm. According to local popular beliefs, whenever a handsome young male bather is missing, the goddess has snatched him and taken him under the sea. Devotees gather on Her shores on Thursday evenings to seek guidance, offer petitions, and request prophetic dreams.
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