The Goddess Companion
Let us sing now of Hera, the women’s Goddess.
she who rules from her throne of gold.
Let us sing now of Hera, child of earth,
daughter of that most ancient of Goddesses.
Let us sing now of the queen of Gods.
Let us sing now of the most beautiful Goddess.
There is no one more beloved than you,
womanly Hera, no one we honor more.
There is no one more revered than you,
queenly Hera, no one more blessed.
Above all others, you are the most honored.
Above all others, you are the most beloved.
~Homeric Hymn To Hera
In ancient Greece, the primordial Goddess was honored in three phases. As maiden, she was the growth of young
spring plants; as woman in her prime, she was the queen of heaven. And then she entered her third stage; the
hermit goddess, the one who left friends and loved ones behind to attend to her own inner needs.
Today’s world discourages such withdrawal on the part of all people, but women are especially discouraged from
restorative retreats. Yet without winter’s rest, spring cannot come. Without lying fallow, fields will not bear as fully.
Without regular contact with our vast inner solitudes, we forget who we are.
It is winter now, yet spring will come. No matter how cold the days, how raw the wind, how dark the evenings, spring
will come. Let us make these winter days a time to gain self-knowledge and self-awareness. Then when the time
comes to emerge again, we will spring forth anew, reborn and revived.
By Patricia Monaghan ~ From “The Goddess Companion” and Rev. Donna