Week 18 – Goddess Knowledge – White Shell Woman

White Shell (or White Bead) woman, also called Turquoise Woman or Alone Woman, is so said to be a younger version of Changing Woman. White is the color of dawn and of the east. Whit Shell Woman, the creator and sustained of life, created re Navajo people and sent them their home. As gift, she gave them shells, which became corn and other food baring plants; she gave them the animals; she gave them gifts of rain and beautiful flowers. With the sun, she is the mother of Killer-of-Enemies and Child-of-the-Water, the dual protectors of the people from their enemies.

A Navajo chat says “All things around me are restored in beauty.” It is because of White Shell Woman that this is so, and because of her teachings that we can experience the exquisite harmony that comes from being alive on this beautiful earth.

For more information about this Navajo Goddess please use this link: https://www.google.com/search?client=tablet-android-verizon&ei=RBLHXK_TEsGgswXt-bqIAg&q=white+shell+woman+navajo&oq=white+shell+woman+navajo&gs_l=mobile-gws-wiz-serp.3…35158.38833..40946…0.0..0.164.924.0j7……0….1.41bDzJqRZ3U

To see images of this Navajo Goddess please use this link: https://www.google.com/search?q=white+shell+woman+navajo&client=tablet-android-verizon&prmd=sinv&source=lnms&tbm=isch&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwj7r5nIyfXhAhVEEawKHWjBAigQ_AUoAnoECAwQAg&biw=683&bih=911

To learn more about the American Indian Navajo legends please use this link: https://www.google.com/search?q=navajo+legends&source=lmns&bih=911&biw=683&client=tablet-android-verizon&prmd=sinv&hl=en&ved=2ahUKEwjDvI34yfXhAhUC8awKHaT0Bn8Q_AUoAHoECAAQAw

A Thought for Today

The Don’t Quit Poem

When things go wrong, as they sometimes will,
When the road you’re trudging seems all uphill,
When the funds are low and the debts are high,
And you want to smile, but you have to sigh,
When care is pressing you down a bit,
Rest, if you must, but don’t you quit.

Life is queer with its twists and turns,
As every one of us sometimes learns,
And many a failure turns about,
When he might have won had he stuck it out;
Don’t give up though the pace seems slow–
You may succeed with another blow.

Often the goal is nearer than,
It seems to a faint and faltering man,
Often the struggler has given up,
When he might have captured the victor’s cup,
And he learned too late when the night slipped down,
How close he was to the golden crown.

Success is failure turned inside out–
The silver tint of the clouds of doubt,
And you never can tell how close you are,
It may be near when it seems so far,
So stick to the fight when you’re hardest hit–
It’s when things seem worst that you must not quit.

– Author unknown –

We as witches and/or pagans have to fight societies stereotyping of those such as us. Just keep in mind you have many brothers ands sisters who are or who have gone through the same thing. You are never alone. It may be hard to come out of the broom closet but if you do you are helping to show society that we are good contributing members of the same society the naysayers live in. In many cases, we are better friends, family members, and citizens then some others of recognized mainstream religions because we hold ourselves accountable for all we say and/or do. They only way we can be forgiven for something hurtful we may say or do to another is by asking that person to forgive our wrong and then to forgive our self for it. Remember the Wicce Rede “Do as ye will, though it harm none.”

The main point of this poem to me is no matter how hard I may think my Witch/Pagan road is I have to keep trying to walk the road my spirit guides lead me on and how much harder it was for those that have walked their road before I did.

Blessed be

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