I’m not gonna lie. Even though The Morrigan is my Mother Goddess, this post is intimidating to write. This is because I feel the need to make it my best so far. What can I say about her that has not already been said? Well, no one can write from MY perspective, so I’m gonna try. Oh, and just a heads up: this is going to be heavy on UPG, so if you’re looking for academic, historical information, you will want to look elsewhere.
The Morrigan I thought I knew is not The Morrigan I know now. When I started seeking in 2010, I ran across her name and I immediately thought of Morgan Le Fay. Now, I know this idea does not sit well with all her followers, but I have given much time to working this out for myself and have my own reasons for seeing a legitimate connection between them, which I will not go into here. I will say, though, that I do not see them as the same, because I see Morgan Le Fay as a fictional literary character, not as a goddess. Nevertheless, I did see a connection there and pursued it. Who I discovered in The Morrigan, based solely on what I found online, was a terrifying goddess of blood and anger. For this reason, I decided to STAY AWAY. I was just a weak little newbie and she was the epitome of fury. She was just plain SCARY.
I went on my merry way to court the more familiar Greek goddesses. I was given some rather poor advice very early on, and dedicated myself to Artemis, even though I’d not really spent any time with her. At the time, I was quite wrapped up in the idea of all goddesses being one, so I didn’t think it really mattered. I was wrong. I felt drawn to Aphrodite, so I changed to following her for a brief time, before Freyja found me. That was interesting, because I spent much heartache trying to make Aphrodite and Freyja fit into one goddess, which did not work. Then, the celtic pantheons started to finally catch my interest, and for a VERY short time, I thought I could have it all if only I could figure out a way to legitimize Freyja and The Morrigan being two sides of one goddess. As you might imagine, THAT did not work out AT ALL. Did I mention that deities tend to not appreciate such antics?
Finally, the day came that Freyja cut me loose. I was devastated and felt abandoned, but then The Morrigan came calling. Freyja had let go of my hand because I was ready to start following my TRUE Spiritual Mother, The Morrigan. I started to read up on her in books and found that The Morrigan was far more complex than I had ever imagined. Still, I was deeply intimidated by her. It was a bumpy start and I did not feel the least bit worthy of her. I had lots of doubts and she didn’t hold my hand the same way or nearly as much as Freyja had. I had major crisis of faith (due in part to personal losses) and left the path at least twice. To my incredible surprise, The Morrigan stayed with me, waiting and calling during my absences. Not only did she call me back onto my path, but she also took me back each time! This was NOT the unforgiving, bloodthirsty battle hag I’d been told about. She CARED about and really LOVED her followers! It wasn’t just a rumor or wishful thinking. It was – and is – true. Of course, I did have to apologize to her and work to regain her favor, but she’s a goddess of integrity and high standards. She expects and deserves such respect.
So, who is she really, then? Well, I can’t speak for others, but I can tell you what I’ve come to understand, bearing in mind that I am still learning even now. In a word, The Morrigan is complex. She is a mysterious, shapeshifting sorceress. She is change. She is the seasons and the stages of existence. She is life, death and rebirth. She is sovereignty. She is magick and intuition. She is the carrion crow flying over the battlefield and feasting on the slain. She is the mare galloping with freedom and mastery across the open plains. She is the fertile green field and the life-giving river. She is the oracle of prophecy and the creator of magick. She is the wild, untamed heartbeat of the land. She is judge and executioner, the chooser of victors, the Great Queen who appoints rulers. She is the nurturing mother, the teacher of lessons and the whisperer of secrets. She initiates and she crowns.
She is strong, but I’m no longer frightened of her. She knows what’s best and if I choose not to listen, she lets me suffer the consequences until my ears open up. If I’m just not getting something, she is patient to a point, but will shake things up as needed. She acknowledges my intentions, but is more interested in results. The Morrigan expects me to do things which are spiritually effective, not just the same old offerings and prayers. If something comes too easily to me, she is unsatisfied. It is far better that I not bore or disappoint her, because if I’m complacent, life becomes intensely interesting. This is how she makes sure I am keeping up with her and living to her high standards. No matter what, The Morrigan always gets her way.
The Morrigan is unyielding, but she is not unkind. There is a gentleness and affectionate side to her that I am also blessed to know. She isn’t warm and cuddly, but she does love deeply and with the same intensity she shows in battle. Her love and loyalty continue to touch me as time goes on. I owe her my very best and she inspires me to give her just that. For all of her high expectations, however, The Morrigan equally gives. She is a generous goddess to those who are loyal to her. For those whom The Morrigan calls, life is never the same.
She is my Mother, my Goddess, my Queen, and I love her.