Why do I call myself that?
It goes unasked, but the surprise says it all.
How concieted, arrogant and presumptious can you be? Some voices say. That you not only call yourself that but also assume that other people will see you that way!
Goddess? People who know me say with a bemused smile. I guess that was a logical next step!
But it’s not that I am a self proclaimed Goddess of Survival. Or the Goddess of Abstraction as Ani says (bless you, pucchu, for the brilliant epithet)
I suppose I could say something like, I am a piece of the Great Goddess. A piece of the Divine Mother with the thousand names. A piece of the greatness everyone has within them. And I am on a quest to seek it.
I could say it’s because I am The Goddess and no explanations need be given to mere mortals.
I could say %#$@ off none of your #$@!^ business.
But the thing is, I don’t want my name up here on my blog. And the best thing to do is literally translate it.
That’s why I am (rather was) The Goddess. Because I wasn’t creative enough to think up another name… 🙂
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