The Goddess Isis Offers Counsel

In ancient Egypt Isis was amongst the older of the goddesses, the mother and giver of all life. A moon goddess, she gives birth to the sun, creates and sustains all life, and is the saviour of all people. The teacher of agriculture, she is also the goddess of medicine and wisdom.

Osiris was her brother and husband. When Osiris was murdered by his brother Set, Isis searched for and found him, revived him, and conceived their son, Horus. When Set again took Osiris and scattered his body in fourteen pieces, Isis hunted down each piece, except for his reproductive organs, which she was unable to locate, in order to give each piece a proper burial.

Isis is the universal goddess, representing total femininity. She can overcome death itself, yet she is not above grief: one of her tears, wept when Osiris was dying caused the Nile River to flood. She underscores the depths of emotions that even a goddess must feel.

Text by Michael Babcock

Susan Seddon Boulet

I feel that I have not been as good a friend to my creative self as I might have been. I called for a goddess to come to guide me and it is Isis, the goddess of medicine and wisdom who has responded to my call. As soon as she appears I know that she understands the pain and grief, the deep yearning! Her understanding and reassurance that even powerful goddesses have deep emotions that bring them to their knees, silences the critical voice that speaks of having wasted time. There is no criticism in her voice. Instead she points to all that I have done while living with Hel.

She holds me as she held Osiris and I am so grateful to see that my raven has come to offer a wing of comfort as well.

For now, in order to be a loyal friend to myself, Isis and my Raven insist that no magic is required! They will attend to and care for my dead. I can live! I simply need to take things slowly and gently and spend time in this sanctuary. Isis tells me that even if my creative energies have been fallow, in comparison to when they were at their height, this does not mean that they have been extinguished or that she and Raven have to search for scattered pieces. She points to my body of work and reassures me that the creative flame is still very much alive. Raven promises to keep fanning the flame with his wing!

(of land) plowed and left unseeded for a season or more; uncultivated.
not in use; inactive: My creative energies have lain fallow this year.
land that has undergone plowing and harrowing and has been left unseeded for one or more growing seasons.
verb (used with object)
to make (land) fallow for agricultural purposes. Source:

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