Monday, August 11, 2008

Honouring Sulis



After the Glastonbury Goddess Conference I went to the Somerset town of Bath to honour the Goddess Sulis. Bath is famous for the only hot spring in Brighid's Isles. For thousands of years hot water has risen here. Today over a million litres rise every day at 46 degrees Centigrade. In ancient times the spring bubbled out of open marshes. It was sacred to the Goddess Sulis (Sul) a Goddess of healing, childbirth and lactation. The Romans drove oak piles into the mud to provide strong foundations for a lead lined stone pool to hold the water. They united the British love of Sulis with their own love of Minerva and erected a Temple to Sulis Minerva. Many came for healing, to give thanks and to seek justice from the Goddess. More than 12,000 Roman coins have been found in the Spring, the largest votive offering in the Isles. Many bronze and ivory models of breasts have also been found. These were possibly worn whilst breast feeding so the Goddess would provide a plentiful flow of milk, then offered to the Goddess in thanksgiving.

To this day there is a tangible sacred presence at the Spring which, for me, makes it a real place of pilgrimage. As I honoured Sulis and asked for her healing I tried to imagine what the Sacred Spring must have been like before any of the oak piles had been driven into the mud. A liminal place, the red waters of the Goddess rising hot in the marshes amidst the groves of trees. A healing gift from the very womb of the Earth.

Powers always want to flaunt their wealth and strength and ambition by building grand public religious structures. Roman Temples, mediaeval cathedrals, grand mosques all speak eloquently of the wealth and power men find in religion. Yet none of this can compare to the natural beauty and grace of a natural spring. The Goddess is truly to be found in little, seemingly powerless things.

Today the Sacred Spring is a World Heritage Site. It is always busy as tourists take bustle about, but some of us come just to bless each other with the water and stand in silent honour of the Goddess Sulis. To do this is to do something personal, small and powerless and yet of great significance.

Amidst all the displays of Roman engineering, power and wealth there are two displays that always move me to wonder and to tears. They are displays of small household goddesses honoured by ordinary people in the sacred space around their own hearth. the first is a small celtic carving of a triple Goddess. The second is a display of
Penates, the Goddesses of the Roman household larder and kitchen. It is these beautiful things that offer the gift of a link between my own practice and those who lived and honoured the Goddesses in this beautiful land so many years ago. I leave you with the photographs I took of these very special icons.




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6 Comments:

Blogger Andy said...

Hi Paul

This was lovely to read, as Sulis is my parton Goddess. She has revealed herself to me in so many different ways and I love that she is both Goddess of Water and Fire, unusual indeed, but the balance and strength this brings is amazing. The balance of knowing oneself and moving forward in that knowledge in spiritual power and strength. This I receive from Sulis.

Thanks also for the lovely pictures of the household Goddesses. Like you I find that very moving indeed. I think I need to revisit Bath!

07:33  
Blogger Paul said...

Thank you for letting me know of your own devotion to Sulis and the gifts you have received. Yes, revisit Bath and you are so close :)

13:54  
Blogger Andy said...

I will do Paul!

Please pop over to my blog when you get a moment - I have an award for you!

Andy

22:27  
OpenID cymraes said...

I've been here many years ago and agree with the powerful presence of the Goddess. Beautiful post, as always Paul. Lovely photos too. Perhaps I'll return one day soon. Bath is a lovely city.

09:31  
Blogger Tracie the Red said...

Oh Paul.

Do you have any idea how fortunate you are in where you live?

I'm an American and I'm hugely envious of the fact that on just about any patch of British real estate, someone can dig six inches down in their rose garden and hit some kind of artifact. "Oh look here, another Roman coin. I suppose I'll just put it with the others." LOL!

:dreamy sigh:

05:39  
Blogger Smeezle said...

Hi Paul,

I know you wrote this some time ago, I just found it while randomly browsing and I'd like to say what a lovely post. I am a follower of Sulis and her Baths are one of the most wonderful places I have ever been :)

Esmée

23:22  

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