The Dark Maiden is the Primordial One. Everlasting, without beginning or end and beyond space and time. The true Alpha and Omega.
She is Prostistos, The Very First.
The Original from whose waters all other, increasingly complex spiritualities evolved. The Undifferentiated Blackness before individuation and creation. The dazzling black light at the center, before false masks were fused to our faces and created a false Matrix.
Hekate Prostistos is our First Love. The First Love that happened long ago, in an ancient time beyond memory.
We also know Her in our Mitochondrial Eve. In the first division of the ovum. In our soul blueprint. In our original innocence before we took on shame and blame and the illusion of sin or reincarnation.
I feel enormous grief when I connect to Hekate Prostistos. She feels like starry purity and lost innocence. A primordial ancient goodness that is too pure for this corrupt world.
She feels like the ancient unity between my Twin Flame and I, before the demiurge and his archons tore us apart.
I see Her sometimes walking through a dark, primeval forest, breathing life into being.
Her womb is underground, in the Earth.
She is the Mother of Night who births creation from the abyss.