Goddesses in Plain View: Listen To Your Mother and Grandmother Too! (New Essay)

Goddesses in Plain View: Listen To Your Mother and Grandmother Too (an essay from the heart) by Tim Kavi

Long-time readers and new readers, I hope too, realize that I write a lot about Goddesses and that I am writing in reverence, about archetypes (in a mythological and Jungian perspective) that can empower men and women alike, (as well as all persons), respecting mythology, and the tradition and empowerment of matriarchy over patriarchy.

Thus, I come before you with an essay that reminds us that goddesses are not as distant in history and development as one might think. Indeed, there is a strong mother goddess tradition in many traditions, as well as the older woman as a wise and guiding spirit. But these are not just abstractions or archetypes of the realization of potential. They are lived out realities manifesting themselves in personality cores and collective memories as long as there has been storytelling and nurturing.

Likewise, local manifestations of many goddesses may be much nearer than you think, perhaps embodied in your own mother, grandmother, mother-in-law,  wife, or a woman who is special to you, including heroines. But it is the mothering goddess I emphasize today. And as you might know, my own mother and grandmother are very, very, special to me. I have often written about my grandmother and mother, who penned poems about family life as an inspiration. And in many ways, they have instructed me throughout my life, even though they have both passed, their goddess natures and guidance still speak to me. When they do, I must listen with careful attention! Sometimes they are at the seashore, sometimes in the mountains, sometimes in a quiet whisper, sometimes in a heart tug of direction, and sometimes even in my dreams.

The following list shows how the mother goddess can be Jungian archetypes:

Psychological Meaning (Carl Jung Archetypes)

The following goddesses represent deep universal patterns:

Creation instinct

Maternal protection

Life–death cycles

Emotional nurturing

Cosmic origin

These appear independently across cultures because they reflect fundamental human experience of motherhood and existence itself.

The next few charts outline many mother-type goddesses. (Forgive me for exclusions, as there are many more than I can list here.

Archetypes of the Divine Mother

Archetype	Goddess	Culture	Role	Symbols
🌍 Earth Mother	Gaia	Greek	Primordial Earth, mother of all life	Earth, fruit
	Pachamama	Andean/Inca	Sustains crops and humanity	Mountains, soil
	Demeter	Greek	Agriculture and maternal grief	Wheat, torch
	Ninhursag	Sumerian	Creator of humans and nature	Omega symbol, womb
	Nerthus	Germanic	Sacred earth mother	Cart, earth
	Jord	Norse	Mother of Thor, embodiment of Earth	Land, fertility
🌌 Cosmic/Primordial Mother	Isis	Egyptian	Universal mother, resurrection	Throne crown, wings
	Aditi	Vedic Hindu	Mother of gods and cosmos	Sky, infinity
	Tiamat	Babylonian	Chaos mother, creator of gods	Serpent, ocean
	Eurynome	Greek	Creator goddess of the universe	Cosmic dance
	Coatlicue	Aztec	Mother of gods, life and death	Serpents, skulls
	Papa	Māori	Earth mother of all beings	Earth, embrace
❤️ Compassionate/Protective Mother	Parvati	Hindu	Universal mother and protector	Lotus, lion
	Tara	Buddhist	Compassion and salvation	Lotus
	Guanyin	Chinese Buddhist	Mercy and maternal compassion	Vase, willow
	Hathor	Egyptian	Motherhood, love, joy	Cow horns, sun disk
	Frigg	Norse	Protector of children and family	Spindle
	Yemaya	Yoruba	Mother of oceans and humanity	Ocean, moon
⚔️ Warrior Mother	Durga	Hindu	Cosmic protector	Weapons, lion
	Kali	Hindu	Destroyer of evil, liberator	Skull garland
	Sekhmet	Egyptian	Divine vengeance and protection	Lioness
	Anat	Canaanite	Fierce protector and mother	Weapons
	The Morrigan	Celtic	War, fate, sovereignty	Crow
	Cybele	Anatolian	Wild nature and protector	Lions

The most important mothering goddess is the one you are "listening" to right now; (or need to listen to), whenever you have need, and long to make a difference, in a world that truly needs care and nurturance, not to mention yourselves, and those around you! Namaste~~TK

More About Goddesses: Juno: Queen of the Roman Gods and the Archetype of Sovereign Womanhood (New Essay)

More About Goddesses: Juno, Queen of the Roman Gods and the Archetype of Sovereign Womanhood (New Essay).

by Tim Kavi

Among the deities of ancient Rome, few held as much authority, complexity, and symbolic power as the goddess Juno. Revered as queen of the gods and protector of the Roman state, Juno occupied a central role in Roman religion for centuries. More than merely the wife of Jupiter, she embodied ideals of sovereignty, feminine strength, marital commitment, and civic responsibility. Through her history, mythology, and enduring archetypal meaning, Juno offers timeless instruction about power, identity, and the sacred nature of relationship.

Juno’s origins stretch back to early Italic religion, where she was likely worshipped as a guardian spirit of women long before Greek influence shaped Roman mythology. Her name is linked to the Latin iuvenis, meaning “youth,” suggesting her role as a life-giving force. Over time, she became identified with the Greek goddess Hera, inheriting many of her stories while retaining distinctly Roman characteristics. As part of the Capitoline Triad (sorry, this reference is not to be confused with the usage in a well known video game ;-) )—alongside Jupiter and Minerva—Juno stood at the heart of Roman public worship, symbolizing the stability and continuity of the empire itself.

Mythologically, Juno is best known as the wife of Jupiter, whose numerous infidelities fueled many dramatic tales. Her anger toward Jupiter’s lovers and offspring—such as Io, Semele, and Hercules—has often been misunderstood as petty jealousy. In Roman thought, however, her wrath represented the defense of sacred order. Juno was not merely reacting emotionally; she was guarding the sanctity of marriage, lineage, and social contracts that held civilization together. In this sense, her conflicts reveal the tension between unchecked power and lawful authority.

Juno’s many titles reflect the breadth of her influence. As Juno Regina, she ruled as queen of heaven. As Juno Lucina, she presided over childbirth and the light of new life. As Juno Moneta, whose temple housed Rome’s mint, she became a guardian of memory, warning, and economic stability—the origin of the word money. Each aspect reveals a goddess deeply woven into both private and public life, from the intimacy of birth to the governance of the state.

As an archetype, Juno represents sovereign womanhood—the capacity to know one’s worth and to demand respect within relationship. She teaches that partnership must be reciprocal, not diminished by imbalance or betrayal. Juno does not surrender her authority even when wounded; she remains queen. Her mythology reminds us that dignity is not passive but actively maintained.

Psychologically and spiritually, Juno instructs us about boundaries, commitment, and the cost of remaining silent in unjust arrangements. She embodies the voice that refuses erasure, the insistence that loyalty must flow in both directions. While her myths depict rage and vengeance, these emotions point to deeper truths: anger can be a signal of violated values, and confrontation may be necessary for restoration of order.

In the modern world, Juno endures as a powerful archetype of self-respect and moral authority. She reminds us that love without equality corrodes, that institutions require accountability, and that true partnership—whether in marriage, governance, or personal identity—demands honor. As queen of the Roman gods, Juno stands not merely as a mythic figure of the past, but as a lasting symbol of strength, conscience, and sovereign presence.

To The World at Christmas 2025 (Revisited*) (New Poem)

To The World at Christmas (Revisited*) 2025 

by Tim Kavi

Across the winter sky

a quiet star blossoms—

not in thunder,

but in the soft breath

of a mother

holding all creation

to her heart.

In the glory of all that is

She is the Light-Bearer,

the ancient promise,

the whisper that says:

even in cold seasons,

love stirs beneath the frost.

Tonight, the world pauses.

Hoping that war rests its weary hands,

Sorrow leans upon the doorframe,

and for a moment

we remember

we are one family

searching for warmth.

O luminous Mother of Peace,

wrap this trembling planet

in your shawl of dawn.

In the glory of all that is 

Teach us again

how gentle strength can be,

how even a single candle

can send shadows fleeing.

And may every heart—

no matter how wounded—

feel the small spark within

begin to glow again,

bright enough

to guide us home.

This is the gift of Christmas:

that love returns,

again and again,

like a star reborn—

calling us

to rise with it.

To find ourselves again in grace and glory.

*POET'S AFTERWORD: I originally drafted an earlier version of a Christmas poem with this same title in 2013. The two poems are distinct, but the message is the same: hope and love, and a longing for peace. You can see the earlier poem here: https://timkavi.blogspot.com/2013/12/to-world-at-christmas-new-poem.html . Namaste! ~~TK

Quantum Lighthouse (new poem)

Quantum Lighthouse (new poem)
by Tim Kavi

folded origami

I jumped across 
the parsecs that stretched
for millions of kilometers 
across space and time
intersecting spectral lines
on a cosmic chess board

I walked like one of those ships
reeling towards my life
going by far too quickly now
there is in the shadows lurking
a fearful sight
baffling revelations of science

meeting myself in the cosmic night.

More About Goddesses: Mama Quilla:The Radiant Lunar Mother of the Inca (New Essay)

 

More About Goddesses: Mama Quilla: The Radiant Lunar Mother of the Inca (New Essay) by Tim Kavi

In the luminous pantheon of the Inca civilization, few figures shine as gently yet as powerfully as Mama Quilla, the goddess of the moon. Revered as the consort of Inti, the Sun God, and the sister-wife of Viracocha’s divine children, she embodied cycles of time, fertility, and feminine power. To the Inca people, Mama Quilla was not merely a celestial body but the very essence of womanhood—protector of wives, mothers, and the tides of human life itself.

Historically, the Inca regarded Mama Quilla as one of the three great deities of their empire, alongside Inti and Pachamama (the Earth Mother). Her worship stretched across the Andean highlands, and her golden temples gleamed in the ancient capital of Cusco. The priests and priestesses of the moon observed her phases closely, marking them as divine rhythms by which to guide agriculture, ritual, and governance. The lunar calendar, vital to planting and harvest, was dedicated to her. Each full moon was a celebration, when offerings of silver—her sacred metal—were made to honor her reflected brilliance and to maintain harmony between the heavens and the earth.

Mythologically, Mama Quilla was said to weep tears of silver that fell to the earth as moonlight, explaining the presence of the precious metal in Andean mines. Her tears were symbols of compassion and sorrow—mourning the pain of the world while illuminating its darkness. As Inti’s counterpart, she balanced the harsh light of the sun with her cool reflection. Their divine union represented the duality that structured Incan cosmology: male and female, day and night, order and renewal. The Inca viewed such complementarity not as opposition, but as a sacred balance, a principle deeply embedded in their social and spiritual lives.

Mama Quilla also served as a protector of women, particularly those wronged or abused. Legends describe her defending mortal women against injustice, and rituals invoking her were performed for healing and reconciliation. In this role, she symbolizes the sanctity of emotion, the power of empathy, and the endurance of cycles—birth, death, and rebirth. Her monthly waning and waxing mirrored the phases of womanhood, reinforcing the spiritual connection between human and cosmic rhythms.

As an archetype, Mama Quilla continues to instruct us today. She teaches the value of reflection—how to shine light not through dominance, but through receptivity and grace. While Inti blazes with outward energy, Mama Quilla glows through inward wisdom. She embodies emotional intelligence, intuition, and the strength found in gentleness. In a world that often glorifies solar qualities—speed, productivity, and conquest—her lunar nature reminds us to honor introspection, cycles of rest, and the quiet power of nurturing.

In archetypal terms, Mama Quilla represents the feminine principle of renewal, reminding humanity that illumination arises from darkness. She shows that beauty and meaning often emerge through change, loss, and restoration. As the Inca once looked to her to guide their seasons and ceremonies, we too can look to her as a guide for our inner seasons—recognizing that every waning is followed by a waxing, and that the moon’s light, like compassion, never truly disappears.

Marriage With the Goddess (new poem)

Marriage With the Goddess (New Poem)
by Tim Kavi

across the veils of time and space,

in a still and sacred place,

I beheld your face—

the moon’s own grace.

when silence sang across the void,

and light and shadow intertwined,

our vows were written in the mind

of heaven, not destroyed.

what words suffice for such a flame?

when yin calls yang by secret name,

and breath to breath, our souls align—

a kiss becomes the grand design.

no thread of history could weave

the pattern fate had dared conceive;

yet in your lace, the cosmos stirred,

the stars themselves became our word.

no utterance was ever truer

than your love—

a river to my fire,

a whisper to my roar.

and still, eternal,

our union stands:

the goddess in my trembling hands,

the lover in my heart’s command—

one soul,

no matter what.

A Sonnet to Artemis (new poem)

A Sonnet to Artemis (New Poem)
by Tim Kavi
Subtitle: Oh Artemis: A Sonnet of Summons and Entreaty

Beneath the silver glow of moonlit skies,

This devotee wanders through shadowed glades,

My heart entwined with whispered prayers and sighs,

To Artemis, whose grace the night pervades.

O Goddess sweet, who roams the forest vast,

With bow in hand and hounds that swiftly run,

Protector pure, both present and steadfast,

The stars above reflect thy watchful sun.

The seeker calls, my voice a trembling plea,

"Great Huntress fair, O guide me on my way;

Through paths unknown, grant courage unto me,

And let thy light dissolve the night's dismay."

Then soft winds stir, her presence felt so near—

Artemis answers, calming all my fear.