I call upon thee,
Gaia: Primeval Prophetess; First among the Goddesses and gods;
Themis: Oracular Power of the Earth, Social Justice without which there is no human society;
Dike: Goddess of the Natural Order, Messenger, Wind Goddess;

Bring this work to Your favors. Let Your truth be heard and never again denied!
Blessed be.

In the Beginning there was the Word. That Word was Mother, Inna, Mu, Anya, Nammu, Ua Zit, Mary, Marianne, La Mer, and all those born of mothers uttered the Word, for they knew Her as the Source. So it is now.
In the beginning there was my mother, Masika, who taught me to talk to the winds, to cast spells, to read cards, palms, and stars; to respect the ife in myself and in others; to read between the lines; to see through the lies; to survive and to thrive.
In the beginning there was Clay, and Masika put thoughts into Clay and the Clay talked. Spirit talk. In Her Goddess position, her favorite piece, the Angel, taught me how to pray. This Angel is here, still teaching.
There were clay tablets with verses and rhymes, created in trance when Masika touched other lifetimes--Egyptian lifetimes--very ancient. Those lifetimes still hum in her body. The hums connected, the clay tablets connected, creations to creations connected, and I connected to Her--over and over again.