If you ask me, Zeus had quite the inflated ego! Mnemosyne, on the other hand, was a compassionate mother Goddess and made sure her daughters knew to INSPIRE the rest of the world. It was like the gift that keeps on giving. By gifting us with her cherished daughters, she gifted the world with the ability to process and transmute memory into creative products that further continue to bless the world.
Memory is not to construct an identity, but an energy that calls us to our deepest resources, that well within us, so that we can experience the love that we are. Telling your story can be a painful experience…but only if you have been locked in a holding pattern with your memories...if you are hoarding them...
You are not your memories. They do not define you. They are not intended to be held onto as if you are a memory sticks. Instead work with them and let them move through you. Opening to this movement, you take yourself to the deep well of infinite creativity and joy…
"I am not what happened to me
I am not my experience
I am not what I have created
I am Me
I am creatrix
I am Love"