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This passage was first discovered in Nag Hammadi in the third or fourth century BC and claims to be a hymn to the Egyptian goddess Isis. I wanted to share it, as I first read it in a book called ‘Eleven Minutes’ by Paulo Coelho, who also happens to be one of my favourite authors. If you are interested in any of his books I would recommend reading ‘The Alchemist’ first, then move onto ‘Veronika Decides to Die’ followed by ‘The Valkyries’.

As to why I’m posting this here, I think it is a wonderful tribute to the strength and beauty of women. Not just the inner beauty, but also the power of creation that they hold within themselves. The power of healing. The power of humility. The power of forgiveness and the power of love. I can’t remember a single time when I didn’t find comfort in my mother’s arms when the world was all going wrong. A single word of comfort from them could be enough to lift the weight off the shoulders of the most troubled person.

When I read this it reminds me just how important we are as women.


For I am the first and the last

I am the venerated and the despised

I am the prostitute and the saint

I am the wife and the virgin

I am the mother and the daughter

I am the arms of my mother

I am barren and my children are many

I am the married woman and the spinster

I am the woman who gives birth and she who never procreated

I am the consolation for the pain of birth

I am the wife and the husband

And it was my man who created me

I am the mother of my father

I am the sister of my husband

And he is my rejected son

Always respect me

For I am the shameful and the magnificent one.