The Greek Goddesses as I Know Them: Minor Goddesses
Iris: The iridescent wings of a butterfly as it weaves its way through the maze of wildflowers and tall, untouched grass. A kiss between light and water, savoring each other in a colorful embrace. A pixie-like figure emerging from the sea, catching your glance with a mischievous smile right before she ducks under the ever-rolling waves. Snow-cone summers that leave you wondering– was it just a dream, or was she really here?
Selene: Blue, neon signs dimly lighting a midnight alley way, seeming to beckon to the lurkers that haunt the corners with their faces down. Fireflies crawling about in a glass jar, watched with awe by a little girl kneeling before them in nocturnal wonder. Glow-in-the-dark stars stuck on blank ceilings, forming make-believe constellations to comfort a child in the dark. A dark-eyed woman, a line of moon phases tattooed across her finger tips as they stroke the face of her lover in the shadowy comfort of night.
Nike: A 5′2″ brick of muscle leaned up against a tennis net, daring passersby to come and challenge her–if they’re bold enough. Wrapped knuckles and tied shoelaces ready for boxing class, never letting on that, underneath her gloves, there are brass knuckles ready to strike. An olympian standing tall at the top of the podium, relaxing her shoulders and knowing that she has succeeded. Golden earrings that jingle as she walks across the stage to receive her diploma, blowing a kiss to those who said that a woman would never be smart enough for biochemistry, or quantum physics, or aerospace engineering.
Eos: Auburn hair wrapped up in a loose bun at the base of her neck. Sunrise walks through amber fields, the birds seeming to know her as one of their own. Strong hands grasping the bars of a golden gate, eyes closed in waiting for the moment when she will open the gates and reenter the home of her brother. Flowers that open their faces to the sun, light reflecting off their soft, canary petals. Comforting arms wrapped around a lost soul, quietly whispering, “Another day will come.”
Hecate: A shadowy figure standing in an opened doorway, the decision remaining– should she enter or should she stay? Tarot cards scattered across the floor, their owner having lost the will to turn them over and summon up an interpretation for all those time-lost symbols and paintings. A woman in a little black dress leaned up against the bathroom sink, mascara streaked and wine glass in hand, listening to the laughter and drunken chatter coming from the dining room. An aging spinster, haunting an empty playground from days-gone-by, feeding the crows with popcorn and peanuts as if they were the children that she never wanted, never had.
Hebe: A teenage girl, her finger tips tracing her face in the mirror, begging to never know wrinkles, fine lines, silver hairs. A restless child, her back pressed up against her bedroom door as she sobs, praying for the universe to not let her parents give her up just yet. Flower crowns resting above magnolia skin, their petals matching the soft tint of her silent lips. Shards of a white vase shattered across the floor, their sharp remnants leaving behind a rebellious aura that seems to say, “You don’t own me anymore.”
Psyche: Warm hands cupped around a fallen fledgling, slowly and carefully carrying the little child back home to nurse back to health. Hot chocolate topped with whipped cream and a bit of cinnamon, sipped with laughter as she stares out at the soft, pearly snow. A little girl laughing as she spins about, arms outstretched, in a butterfly garden– butterflies in every shade circling about her in a rainbow swarm and kissing her little arms. 2 pairs of bare feet running through the back yard with joy, hands finally clasped together in eternal bliss.
I R I S, Goddess of the Rainbow and the Messenger of the Gods A R K E, Goddess of the [Faded] Rainbow and Messenger of the Titans
Messenger Gods (Iris, Arke, Hermes) connected the deities to humans. Iris, specifically, was the messenger for Hera, Queen of the Gods. Iris and Arke were fraternal twins, their parents being the sea god Thaumas and the oceanid Electra.
During the Titanomachy, Arke turned her back on Zeus and joined the Titans, acting as their messenger during the war. Due to this, when the Gods ultimately won, Zeus tore Arke’s wings off and cast her down to Tartarus along with the Titans she’d sided with. Iris on the other hand remained with the Gods, later becoming the consort of Zephyrus, the god of the west wind.
While both sisters are depicted to be winged, Iris is typically mentioned to have golden wings, with Arke having iridescent ones.