by Cristina Biaggi, Ph.D.

We humans learn mainly by imitation. Thus, we need role models. For most of us, Mother is the first and primary role model. From her we learn--or should learn--a lot about ourselves. We learn how to behave with other humans, what limits to place on ourselves, and how to go beyond perceived limits and soar!

Once we're away from day to day contact with the Mother, out in the world, our need for role models continues. There is a reason that even the most accomplished, world class athletes continue to use coaches. Coaches--role models--show us how to stretch ourselves, how to go beyond our "comfort zones" in order to accomplish more than we might have on our own.

Goddesses of old, contrary to the image of them that some people have, were not all sweetness and light. There were also warrior goddesses, powerful figures with an "I can do anything" attitude and supreme self-confidence. Imagine what might be possible for you in your life, right now, if you had the Warrior Goddess' "I Can Do Anything" mentality, not every waking moment perhaps, but at least some of the time. You would surely soar!

We in the Goddess movement seek wider acknowledgment that the first deity was a woman, because we believe that this will open a doorway to the veneration of our female qualities in such short supply in our competitive world. Those qualities which are nurturance, life-affirmation, and an unqualified respect for the earth in all its glory. We believe that these qualities are far healthier for the state of Mother Earth than a male god image that stresses and venerates war-like qualities and attitudes.

Genuine Goddess temples, Goddess artifacts and other incontrovertible scientific and archeological evidence tells us that prehistoric communities placed women at the center of their spiritual life and worshiped the Goddess--albeit in different forms for different cultures. This evidence strengthens our determination to bring the Goddess message to today's women. We are particularly interested in getting our message across to younger women, who are at an age when they are struggling with their identities and with issues of self-confidence.

Visit our picture gallery by clicking on Goddess images in the above menu and view the women we have chosen to honor on this site as our "Goddesses We Live By." Eleanor Roosevelt was not a beautiful woman by today's standards, nor were or are some of the others. But they had, or have, an inner beauty, a light, a talent, a fierce determination, and a spirit that endows them with more than mere outer beauty. The word beautiful connotes the ability to attract. Inner beauty is far more magnetic--and certainly lasts longer!

Writer Georgette Gouveia, in her informative December 21, 1997 article "Age of the Goddess" in the Gannett Suburban Newspaper (please e-mail us for a reprint), writes that: "For many women the Goddess is a path to reclaiming womanhood, which has often between denigrated by society. There is a hunger in women to connect with their female qualities and be powerful."

Jalaga Bonheim, editor of Goddess, A Celebration in Art and Literature and the author of other Goddess-related books, says: "The Goddess melts the human and the divine. She suffers, she makes mistakes. She even dies. I think one of the reasons the Goddess is so popular is that she is the doorway to the direct experience of the divine in the self." Adds Bonheim: "The purpose of the Goddess is to show us our own light."

Are you in touch with your own inner Goddess, your light? If you're not quite sure, I invite you to visit the Goddess Mound on this website. There you will hopefully experience for yourself, albeit within the limits of the medium, the same sense of wonder at being within the body of the Great Goddess that I felt each time I visited yet another Goddess temple in remote areas throughout the world. I want you too to experience that sense of connection, which is why I created and why I want to build the real Goddess Mound. I encourage you to visit The Goddess Mound Project on this website.

Blessed Be,

Cristina Biaggi