Inanna’s Descent
Great Goddess of the Sumerians 5000 years ago,
I chose to risk Myself in the service of greater life.
I chose to visit the dark side of Myself.
I chose to descend into the unknown.
I found I needed
to be stripped at the gates,
to enter naked into Mystery.
Looking for My sister,
I found Myself.
I died. Hanging three days bloody on a peg,
I rotted. I lost hope.
I was crucified;
and I was resurrected.
I was changed.
I who had been Queen of Heaven,
made of Light,
I found Myself riddled and interwoven by darkness.
Light and dark became the warp and woof of My being.
I met the inside of Myself, My inner power.
I found praise and thankfulness.
I found the joy of growing.
I learned to fall and rise again, a Morning Star.
I learned to die and live again,
a simple lesson any plant knows.
I found the living womb of All
sacred within My Body's depths.
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Released again to light, reborn,
fertilized by the nether reaches
of dark emotion,
when My wrath subsided,
gratitude flooded Me.
I, who created light,
blessed the light for the first time,
and found it good.
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I who wear the morning star
on My forehead, dark is My skin.
All that grows upon the earth is Mine!
Plant a seed like a seed of truth.
Plant a seed like a seed of light.
Crystal seed of hope in your heart:
may it grow to a star in the night!
© Tamara Rasmussen 2018