Psychic Margo Williams was best-known for her work with ghosts, “earthbound” as she referred to them. Not so well known until now were her encounters with other supernatural entities.
From the age of three years she had occasionally experienced random out-of-body events, brief moments of separation similar to those described by people who report near-death-experiences or N.D.Es. Unbidden and infrequent these were uncontrollable, even inconvenient events for Margo; considered an anomaly, a side-effect of being psychic.
This particular ‘gift’ seemed to have no useful purpose until things bigger than ghosts appeared. They came because we invited them. We saw it as an opportunity to find out if the old goddesses and gods, outlawed for the past 200 years or so, do genuinely exist. We built an altar, as this seemed a sacred and respectful prerequisite; as was an open mind.
I was present as these happened and after each event, which most often occurred in a series of 10 to 15 minute out-of-body episodes. I asked that everything be described. I recorded what Margo told me.
It is possible she imagined these events and that I participated in a folie a deux. I can only answer with honesty: I simply don’t know because I did not, so far as I was aware, travel with her; and therefore cannot verify this all as true. However, there are reasons for why I am inclined to believe her, but the purpose of this is to present her findings so that you may decide for yourself.
What Is A Goddess or A God?
In answer to this question there are some theories: the most recent include giant extraterrestrials and archetypal energies of the unconscious. “Mythology” sometimes is defined as “stories that are not true” and many of us now accept this, for science insists they were imaginary beings of a pre-scientific age.
At the dawn of the 21st century our perspective on the universe now is different, due to the help of scientific observation. Theories of everything include string and brane and infinite parallel universes and cosmic oceans of invisible or “dark” matter and energy. All we know for certain is there is still a long way to go to know the truth. But perhaps science’s findings will eventually converge with the answer Margo was given: the Gods are forms of “super-consciousness”. This may be the best answer we ever will get.
Why choose Greek Gods in preference to Egyptian or Celtic, or Indian of Chinese? That decision was because there are culturally closer to our own experience and information is available in the form of myths and legend. It is possible each pantheon is connected or even peopled by the same beings, identified by different names. It is also possible they aren’t connected.
What Did We Learn from This Experience?
As baptised Christians we were raised to believe a saccharine story of unconditional love, and yet saw a long history of brutal religious warfare and the subjugation of men and women. Unconditional love is not the message from these contacts with the Gods, but that does not mean love is not at the heart of it. It is very much so, but it is not unconditional. It is a love based on respect, for life, for our world and for each other; a spirituality that requires us all to be responsible for our own actions.
These diaries record Margo’s journey in her own words. My contribution is in choosing those themes by which to present these many different encounters and so these chapters include my own varied mythological and literary references as context, poor scholar though I am.
Some goddesses and gods were gentle, others were not, and some were dangerous. Courageous Margo had an awesome spirit of adventure, but we did make sure a gentle positive encounter always succeeded a harsh one. What follows is a small selection, though I have tried to keep to a time-line of encounters. I hope these, altogether offer a useful insight, and that you will see, as I did, the genuine love and affection these awesome beings, whatever they are, can have for humankind.
How We Did This
We raised an altar, constructed of stone blocks, which when standing on an old square flagstone, rose three feet high. A second flagstone was placed upon the top and third created a face for the front.
The altar stones were painted white except for the flagstone top, left natural. The altar face was decorated with shells from a local beach and an arrangement of semi-precious but inexpensive stones: some agates, a crystal and a natural ruby. The temple was illuminated by two candle-sticks standing either side of the altar, each on an iron holder of equal height; and perfumed by an incense burner on the altar.
Day and night the temple was busy with activity. It seemed the old Gods were as keen to talk as we were to listen.
The ancient temples of the old Gods that still can be found in some places, although mostly broken, are huge monumental structures; impressive sacred spaces, their scale designed to impress, to be worthy of divine visitation. But that was not what we had to offer. All we had available was a small room-sized space but it was cleared of all other objects, except the altar and the candle sticks. Everything was painted white, to begin with, though a wide blue circle was painted on the floor, the purpose of which was not entirely certain beyond a sense of protection, though from what we didn’t know other than ‘negative energies’. The second problem was how to speak to a God.
We decided against chanting as an ambient sound but chose to keep things simple and personal. Nick alone spoke the welcome: “It is with love, with honour and with great respect that we welcome the mighty goddess Hera to this temple, that we may pay homage and make these small offerings of incense and wine,” were his words of invitation.
Most times he followed this with a very brief talk, about our own lives and our world; information that might engage interest or invite comment. We used two goblets, one for each of us; red wine for gods, white wine for goddesses, only a small amount poured into each; placed upon the altar. After the welcome we raised these toward the altar and spoke the words: “Hail unto thee mighty god, great Erebus.” Or whomever was invited into the temple for that occasion. Then we consumed the offering and waited in a quiet meditative state of mind. On conclusion of the encounter we bowed and said “Thank you.”
This respectful and simple ceremony seemed to work.