Goddess of the Wild Thing
by Paul DeBlassie III
Goddess of the Wild Thing is a dramatic tale of one woman’s spiritual
journey where magical happenings, unexpected turns of fate, and
unseen forces influence her ability to love and be loved. Eve
Sanchez, a middle-aged woman and scholar of esoteric studies,
encounters a seductive but frightening man who introduces her to a
supernatural world in which the wicked powers of a surrogate mother’s
twisted affection threaten love and life. In the mystic realm of
Aztlan del Sur, Eve and three friends struggle with whether bad love
is better than no love and discover that love is a wild thing.
Eve
sharpened her focus. She saw the sharp nail of a witch’s right finger tracing
Graciéla’s image on a foggy mirror in a grungy bathroom, touching the center of
the mirror with a hatred so intense, the glass burned red hot. The mirror in
Graciéla’s kitchen cracked. Shards jettisoned at the old healer then were
magically warded off and drifted in place about her head and neck.
Graciéla’s
energy, tired as she was, had fended off the pointed shards. She hadn’t been
impaled. But the strain had ushered her from one world to the next. Death came
not by the hand of another but by a weakened mind and body defending itself.
Eve,
shaken, allowed her soft touch to stay on Graciéla’s forehead, confirming the
horror of what she’d seen. Shamanic wisdom, often discussed between the two
kindred souls, spoke to Eve as she stroked her friend’s head, remembering that
death provided passage for one whose life had been well spent and whose time
had come.
Eve
wept.
After
a few moments, she closed her friend’s green eyes and whispered tenderly,
“Always my friend, always love, always together in life and in death.” She
stood and wiped the tears from her eyes. A gray-brown, green-eyed, great horned
owl hooted from the largest cottonwood branch outside the back window.
Eve
heard Shirley finishing her call to the EMTs and police, and then walking to
the front of the store to await their arrival.
One
large shard lay at the end of the table, sharp tip pointed outward. It reflected
Eve’s image, a glowing red ember menacingly centered at the brow point.
•٠•● (o,..,o) ●•٠• Paul DeBlassie III, Ph.D. •٠•● (o,..,o) ●•٠•
Paul DeBlassie III, Ph.D. is a depth psychologist and award-winning writer
living in his native New Mexico. He specializes in treating
individuals in emotional and spiritual crisis. His novels, visionary
thrillers, delve deep into archetypal realities as they play out
dramatically in the lives of everyday people. Memberships include the
Author’s Guild, the Depth Psychology Alliance, the International
Association for Relational Psychoanalysis and Psychotherapy, and the
International Association for Jungian Studies.
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