Cave of Pythia

Pythia, would fulfill certain rituals before she initiated herself into her spiritual role of prophetess: bathe, purify in the Castalian waters; dress in ceremonial robes; sit upon a tripod in the temple; inhale vapors arising from a chasm; fall into a state of trance; channel Apollo’s words. This is how I write. Of the rituals and potions; clouded memories and ecstatic states; unintelligible utterings, riddles and rhymes; of the momentary madness; alas, knowledge and wisdom arise.

The Oracles of Delphi

One of the holiest sites of ancient Greece…cradled within the bosom of Mount Parnassos in a valley of olive groves; the site of the most renowned Oracle of the ancient world: Delphi.

Delphi was designated as the naval of the universe by Zeus (he let go two eagles to the sky; one to the East, one to the West. The very point at which their paths would cross would mark the center of the Universe)

A most sacred and holy spot devoted to Gaea, the Earth Mother; Delphi later became known as a shrine to Apollo when, as it is said, he stormed (like a Typhoon) down from the mountain, killed (the) Python that protected his mother’s shrine, and then claimed the sight for himself.

Of the many prophesies, advice, warnings and words of wisdom received from the Oracle; the most familiar, valuable and significant of these is: Know ThySelf.

In these words live truth, freedom, peace and understanding.

Cave of Pythia

Monday, December 13, 2010

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