One woman’s quest to ignite the flame of divine union within: a short documentary chronicling Katalin Koda’s journey to the far East to marry her sacred authentic self with sixty-four dakini goddesses as her witness.  Inspired by the dakini, the female embodiment of wisdom, Katalin creates ceremony in the ancient Sixty-Four Yogini~Dakini temple home to the central deity, Mahamaya or Great Illusion.  Watch the  video here!

Aloha friends,

A big MAHALO, thank you to all who have contributed thus far to the Fire of the Goddess: Documentary Film Campaign! I have received not only funds, but incredible support from many of you through connections. We now have just five days left on the campaign. All funds that are now raised will go toward production and post-production of creating a film that transmits the power, love and wisdom that blazes forth from the Fire of the Goddess. If you haven’t already, check it out here!

I am looking forward to my journey to the ancient Mahamaya dakini temple in Orissa, east India. I will be there in just one month, creating ceremony to marry my authentic self and give offerings to sixty-four images of the Divine Feminine.

Before I reach this temple, I land in Calcutta home to the wild dark mother Goddess, Kali Ma. Kali slices through illusions, bringing our ego down and allowing the clear light of Truth and Love to shine forth. I will then be journeying onward to Orissa Dakini Temple. After my ceremony I will be heading to the Himalayas to receive special teachings from Tibetan master, His Holiness Karmapa.

TONIGHT :: My interview with Pagans Tonight…Online Radio! Tune in, I will be talking about my work, my writings, Fire of the Goddess, Reiki Warrior and more!

 

4 PM HAWAII TIME, 7 PM PST, 10 PM EST

 

http://www.blogtalkradio.com/witchschool/2012/05/24/et-wild-wednesday-over-to-oberon-ariel

 

This interview will be available on this page for a week, then archived.  If you miss today you can listen at your convenience anytime!

Check out my latest online interview with Copper Moon E-zine, here!

there is a terror in the unknowable
a sheer unimagined Bliss
the hand that reaches from ancient fog
shrouded
clouded
cloaked in haphazardness
it is a kind of death
an undoing
a waiting with listlessness that is fuzzy and encumbered.

i have crossed over
into unfamiliar terrain

this shifting of sands and Time and memory,
this undoing of selves, and sights
this deconstruction of light and shadow
maturing the reminiscent,
seeing through rainbows and tears,
through scattered rays of sun and nighttime fears.

i can give myself over to the mystery
to the place of dark stars
and the void that calls
for illumination;
i am floating in the waters of rebirth
and pushing open the petals of eternity
she gives me the call in all her forms:
Kali, Hecate, Lilith, Black Madonna, Tara, Baba Yaga, Oshun, Ereshkigal, Morgan la Feye
she is the dark mother and she sings a soft song
to the heart of remembering
she awakens
inside my body and now the smell of blood
is present and running through my soul
the power of breath is here
and the sacred feminine
is the holy place of being in the shape of woman.

the re-membering is a calling
and to answer
is to bow low and kiss the precious earth;
it is forseen
destiny matched the will
of one with her power
it trembles and shakes
it is an active surrender.
it is the name that runs through
witch
and bitch;
seductress,
and temptress;
prostitute
and destitute;
sorceress
and priestess

in the wake of 6000 years of destruction,
persecution,
slavery,
domination
hatred and disease…

this face of power
once feared
grows vast with suppression
doubles darkness through light
and is the one-pointed crystal clarity bright
insight
foresight:
it is all that once deems evil mirrored clear: LIVE!
the satan who is Pan of growth and beauty
the demons of lust who embody the power of sex and creation
the black angel of anger and rage gives birth to a dance that honors the earth
that takes her home,
that reimagines our right to be here
reveals our incapacity to own our own Mother
but instead gratitude to know our bodies are her
that we sing her song through our trembling voices
our forms
our blessed eye shine.

let the mystery of your tears
and the dark place of your womb
saltify the ground and purify the soul
for in spite of the controller’s fear
she returns.

she arises like a Phoenix from the ash
of turbulence
chaos in the shape of spirals
love in the guise of the Goddess
she bears down and emerges.
brilliant.

i am her
you are i
we are her
she is you
she is i
and together we dance.

an event to

Celebrate the Sacred Feminine
be blessed, be healed, be touched

Fire of the Goddess Book Release by Katalin Koda, local Puna author

Featuring musical performances by:

Lizae Reyes:  healing arts ritualist inspired by Ancestral Philippine Tradtions

Mary Isis ~ Iris Eve ~ Sarah B

plus Sacred Feminine Kirtan with Sita Devi and Kelley

~books for sale and signing~

~Goddess invocations and multidimensional interactions~

~health treats and elixers available for purchase~

$10–15 love donation

www.katalinkoda.com

www.sustainable-hawaii.org

808-769-7645

Pele, the fire goddess that dwells on the Big Island of Hawai’i is back in action, once again.  Check out this video for latest incredible lava

flows!  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1eOPLYa7hng

Below is the myth of how Pele came to live on the island, adapted from Linda Ching’s Hawaiian Goddesses and retold in my book, Fire of the Goddess published by Llewellyn Worldwide, July 2011.

 

 

 

 

 

 

How Pele Came to Live on Hawai’i

Pele was born with long flowing red hair, different from all the rest of her brothers and sisters.  Her temper was quite fierce, another trait that set her apart from her family.  Pele’s mother was the Earth Goddess Haumea and her father, Wākea, ruler of the sky. She had many brothers and sisters, all who are guardians of the elements of nature.  Pele inspired love and devotion in all of her family except for one sister, Nāmakaokaha’i, or Nāmaka, the goddess of water who was threatened by Pele’s fiery nature.

As a child, Pele loved to lick the fire and dance with the flames.  This sickened her sister, Nāmaka who would watch from the outskirts as Pele’s scarlet hair caught fire and she inhaled cinders delightedly.  Nāmakaokaha’i knew Pele carried immense power, holding the potential to burn bigger and brighter than any fire.  Once, when Pele realized Nāmaka was watching her, Pele shrugged and said it was merely child’s play, but Nāmaka knew better.  The two sisters stared at each other with an intense dislike until the moment was broken by Hi’iaka, Pele’s favorite sister.

Hi’iaka was the youngest and most loved of Pele’s family and would soon join Pele on her journey.  Hi’iaka was born in a special way, in the form of an egg and was nurtured by Pele until she became a goddess.  Together, the two formed a deep, loving friendship and sisterhood.

One day, Nāmaka returned from her travels through the waters of nearby islands.  When she arrived home, she found much of the land burned and scalded by Pele’s searing fiery work.  Because of Pele’s unquenchable desire and formidable power to change the land, Nāmaka convinced their mother, Haumea that Pele should be banished from the homeland.  Haumea, earth mother and guardian of the sacred homeland, listened closely to Nāmaka.  Finally, her heart heavy with sorrow, she decided that Nāmaka was right, that Pele must find a new place to work her powerful magic, one that would not destroy their home or ohana (family).

Pele did not fight against her dear mother’s wishes.  She took only two things with her:
her magic firestick which enabled her to connect with the inner fire of the land, and her beloved sister Hi’iaka. Other loyal attendants joined them including several brothers and sisters who decided they wanted to live with Pele once she found a suitable place to reside.  The group left their homeland, in a sacred canoe and followed the stars across the Pacific.

Finally she reached the chain of Hawai’ian islands.  But the first island in the chain was still too close to the water and Nāmaka’s wrath.  Similarly her fire was too close to the water on the island of O’ahu.  She moved on to Maui, leaving behind a trail of smoke and volcanic glow that rose up from the craters.  This infuriated Nāmaka who set out to destroy Pele once and for all.   Before they fought, Pele made a deal with Nāmaka, that they would fight on their own terms, using their personal powers.

The destructive, wrathful fires of Pele rose up to meet the powerful waves of Nāmaka.  They fought an entire day, masses of steam rising up between the wall of water and fountain of fire.  Finally, Nāmaka, in her weariness, dishonored the fight and called Haui, the sea serpent to her.  Reinforced by his strength, Nāmaka and Haui defeated Pele and tore her body apart, scattering her bones on the island of Maui.  Nāmaka gloated to the others of her victory for a short time, before one of the gods, Kāne, pointed to the sky above Hawai’i.  There, over Mauna Loa and Mauna Kea, the mountains on Hawai’i, the heavens were ablaze as if they had been set on fire.  The spirit of Pele glowed in the skies, reborn in the ethers.

Pele again assumed human form and reunited with her family.  They sailed to Hawai’i, the last island on the chain.  As she climbed upon the new land, she felt a shudder of beauty and feeling of home move through her.  She climbed up Kilauea and struck the earth a final time with her firestick.  At that moment, she heard the ‘elepaio bird sing and felt it was a favorable omen.  She laughed with delight as she realized the site was perfect, far enough away from the wrath of Nāmaka.  Pele worked with her stick, forming the crater and filling it with the boiling, molten lava and joyfully sending it down the slope, into the sea.  The work of the Fire Bearer could finally flourish.  There, at the pit of Halema’uma’u, Pele took up residence with her family.  She can be seen there to this day, still happily sending fiery lava destroying and creating land as is her wondrous passion.  Pele brought her power of fire to the islands, a gift that reminds of continuous creation and destruction and inspires us to seek our own Fire Bearer within.

 

The following review for Fire of the Goddess was published in the September Issue of Predictions Magazine, UK where it was voted Book of the Month! 

Guiding you through nine rites of passage to understand and connect the sacred feminine within us all, this beautiful book is crammed with inspiring myths and legends (think individualist Hawaiian fire bearer Pele and bodhisattva of compassion, Guan Yin) and effective exercises like ‘weaving womb, heart and head’ and creating a woman’s group in your local community to support you on your journey of feminine discovery.

Whether you want to occasionally dip in and savour this book over a number of months as recommended, or read it from cover to cover (we couldn’t resist the latter!), this is a truly wonderful literary experience that connects women to a profound aspect of themselves that is often overlooked by the modern world.

I am thankful for clouds sometimes. As a writer, I have a penchant for holing up and sunshine tends to draw one out, down to the beach where indigo ocean saltiness swirls across nude bodies sprawled across smooth black lava stones, palm trees waving, clicking rhythms across the soundscape of my wandering mind… Oh! What was that? Right, back to writing.

I’m working on my latest book, Reiki Shamanism with a hefty dose of Buddhism thrown in for good measure. As I work, the clouds drift in and keep me focused on writing, rather than dreaming.