Years ago, an amazing college professor introduced me to the world of Greek & Roman mythology. While I’ve regrettable forgotten her name, I vividly recall the myths she brought to life every time she walked into class, hopped up onto her desk, & told us stories as if we were eager grandchildren crowded around her feet. She brought them all to life– Zeus, Diana, Aphrodite, Apollo, & Persephone to name a few. The goddess who comes to mind when I pull in my driveway, the porch light shining like a beacon in the dark is Vesta, Roman goddess of the hearth (Hestia in Greek). Romantically, I envision her lighting a fire in the fireplace & turning on a lamp beside the sofa… beckoning me to come home where I can rest, reflect, & rejuvenate when the windchill dips below zero & the ice lays thick on the dangerously slick roads.
Now I know I’m the one who left the porch light on for myself; yet, isn’t it lovely to picture a goddess tending the fire of the home, making it welcoming, warm, & safe for all who enter? I embody the qualities of that goddess every time I light a candle at dinnertime or leave a small light on in the kitchen so my boyfriend can find his way to make coffee before sunrise. These are all attempts to bring in light where there was none. I’m the keeper of my own hearth. I am Vesta.
I take the image of Vesta step further. Home is often a symbol for our spirit or Soul so could Vesta also represent the flame within each of us? Ovid is credited with calling her “the living flame”. Could I embody this goddess’s attributes, living my life so the Divine spark within me turns into a living flame, illuminating my path & those whose lives I touch?
Yes, I am Vesta but I am also Aphrodite, Athena, Kali, & Kuan Yin. As are you.