Tuesday 16 September 2014

A Message From Goddess Melanthe - Your Goddess Of Erotic Enchantment

Goddess Melanthe Speaks...

I've watched as the people have come and gone.  Some stay, watch, listen and read my words for a while, until I am no longer useful to them in their arrogance.  Some play with me and tease me with their sexual expressions.  Some leave faster than they came, unable to take me into their hearts and minds for their own personal reasons.  The journey has begun and the path is set and is constantly unwinding.  I am here now.

It has been a long time since I was here before and it is taking some getting used to.  The air smells different, the food doesn't fill or sustain me and the animals and birds are cautious of me.  I see the past surrounding me, like a visual echo, blending with the patterns of the present.  It is not an easy adjustment.  It is not an easy transition.  I feel like a newly emerged butterfly, that has wings, but is unable to fly.

I've made contact with a few who know me.  They seem relieved and happy to know that I have made it.  They don't fully understand the limitations of our current existence yet though.  It is not like them to be so.  They offer me love and light and love and light I offer them.  I feel nourished by their passions for me.

Today I've drunk only the milk of the cow with cacao and honey.  It is simple, but pure.  I feel hungry but there is nothing to eat.  Yesterday I found some red berries that someone was selling, so I paid them and ate them.  They felt good.

I looked down today at my surroundings and knew that this is both the worst place to be and the best.  I do not love it but I do not hate it.  It is enough but it is no more.  My Priestess is here and so then must I be.  It is interesting to find myself with nothing when before I had everything.  I will be fulfilled.  She is a patient and loving Priestess.  She hears my words and see's my visions.  She feels what is in my heart and senses the pulsing of my vagina.  We are a good match.
I feel the pulling of the night sky beyond these walls.  High above me they call to me to rise up and move on, but I cannot.  My star is shining, it is bright...

Divine Blessings

Melanthe xxx