Pythia, the Oracle of Delphi

Imagine the sight of a tiny old woman 

Sitting in a meager chair
Legs spread out widely

Her gray head bowed toward Mother Earth

What is she doing?

Why are her eyes closed?

What are those sounds coming out of her mouth?

Oh, my, now she is talking with me!

Imagine traveling back in time

To late BC and early AD centuries

Pythia, the Oracle of Delphi offering 

Ecstatic speech, gibberish, and prophesying

In the Temple of Apollo, Ancient Greece.

She sits on a tripod while

Vapors rise from an open rock

She inhales, then exhales, communicating

What she hears and what she sees

Enigmatic utterances and frenzied sounds

Sharing them with priests and people.

The Oracle is not specific to one person

Just a role, played by a woman

Selected for her skills and 

Divine connection to all that is.

We return back to present time

Sitting with our little elder of a woman.

Some call her a crone who

Practices sacred shamanism

Maybe even divination, magical rituals

Miraculous practices by breathing in

The divine, while staying human

Exhaling her channeled understandings and 

Wisdom to the world.

As she bows her head downward, she

Breathes deeply, she speaks softly and

Then loudly as her voice becomes powerful

Filling the room with her embodied soul speak

While those around her listen to her words

Observe her movements and animation.

These people have been starving for truth and 

Knowledge, revelations, epiphanies, and hope.

But, she is no human guru or cult leader.

Some people may view her as a witch

Frightened by her supposèd skills

Worried that she portends only evil

The darkness and blackness of creation.

They may want to destroy her

Whereas she is the most positive and 

Gleeful, loving presence I know.

After all, I know her energies intimately

Not from TikTok or Instagram

Not from Facebook or X, some

Through training by guides of all sorts.

She comes to me when I am alone and 

Wanders through me when I am still

Quiet, and breathing gently.

I ask her to reveal whatever 

She has to tell me

Whatever she finds pertinent

Even though I also ask questions.

And, she comes.

Not like a fairy tale godmother

But, quite mystically and amazingly

She comes.

My Pythia Oracle’s name is Rose and

She offers me insight and consolation

Creativity, truth, connection and so much more.

Almost as if she is an angel

Or an ancient deity among all the many 

Gods and Goddesses, spiritual guides

Mentors and Teachers

Priests and Priestesses whom

I have heard about or known.

What is important, quite selfishly, is 

That she comes to me

Not always at the exact moment  

I call upon her, but I know

She will come if I call.

She also comes when I haven’t asked

Her to come, offering her wisdom and clarity

For free whenever she wants to.

Perhaps she is a middle management sort of 

Energy being, a portal who seems highly inclined

More closely aligned to the spiritual and sacred

Non-physical world than I am.

We talk together and
I try to listen carefully which is easy

Because she communicates in a style

Perfect just for me.

I can hear, feel, and see her communications.

No, I am not psychotic and she is not an hallucination

But she seems to be my very own private and personal gift

A vibrant energy of divine bright light 

That I am getting to know

A divine mystery to behold!

Some will say she is part of my mind

And that is fine.

If we are all connected

We are all One, then yes

We are each and all as well.

You, too, can connect with an Oracle of

Your own wherever you are, and

Ask for guidance, support and

Answers to your many questions

If you will get still, be quiet and breathe gently

In a private space, asking for your own

Oracle to reveal itself to you

In whatever form or sense that you can

Best experience it.

Just wait and stay tuned into the
Vapors rising from Mother Earth and those

Showering you from galactic space, from the cosmos.

These oracles are all around us, some

Throughout our spaces and places that

We know about, and some that we haven’t

Visited yet, in some other dimensions

Perhaps in other times and frequencies.

How will you know when yours talks to you?

You’ll just know.

Savor and enjoy it and 

Know that it can happen for you

Whenever you ask.