Olivia Robertson as the Oracle
Photo © Logic Reality from Olivia, Priestess of Isis

July 2019
Oracle: The Goddess Sophia
Booklet: Urania, Ceremonial Magic of the Goddess
By: Olivia Robertson

Invocation:
Divine Sophia, Triple Goddess of Wisdom, Who are the Holy Spirit of Truth; descend upon us with Thy white wings of the Dove, and give us Thy Diadem of Stars! We seek Thee, for all must seek for Truth. Thou are concealed from us by the veil that divides Reality from its reflection. Divine Bride, help us to be born again, that we may know our immortality.

Oracle:
It is not easy to penetrate my veil. The second birth is preceded by the second death, the ending of ignorance and delusion. All that you see and hear and feel are but the phantom senses of my counterpart, my daughter, who is my Soul. Cunning Mercury, however, will teach you to reach my sphere through his wit and speed! He steals upon me when I turn my back; but when I face him, he stands immobile, with downcast gaze. For to reach my bourne, the curved path is the straightest way to reach me: it is the heresy that conceals the Truth: and the backwards journey that will bring you forward. The spiritually proud rush towards me and are blinded by my Light. The clever ones, who follow the deviating path of Mercury, the Psychopompos, reach me when my eyes are closed! The ways of night are safest; the low path more sure than the lofty way upwards to the mountain peak.

Surely Mercury knows me, for am I not his mother, Maia? I am the shy Goddess in the dark cave which is the Matrix of the Light. If you would find me, look over your left shoulder; move against the path of the sun; look at symbols upside down, and walk backwards into the future! I hide my wisdom in the stories I tell children before they sleep. The sciences tell the facts clearly: but Inner Truth is concealed in fable and paradox.

Students of the occult mysteries are the hidden children of the veiled Sophia. Yet, remember, as you pursue your circuitous journey through the labyrinth of conceptual thought and mystic symbols, that without Love and without the Law, all your knowledge is not only meaningless but dangerous. For the Universe is based on the foundations of the Law, and the Father God enforces the Law. My son and The Bride, the Pneuma, offer Love and Truth. With the Union of Truth, Love and the Law you will find Wisdom. You will have also regained the happiness of the butterfly and the flower.