“Verily at the first Chaos came to be…”
–Hesiod, “Theogony”“Early in the morning of time there was no sand, no grass, no lapping wave. There was no earth, no sun, no moon, no stars. There was Niflheim, a waste of frozen fog, and Muspelheim, a place of raging flames. And in between the fog and fire there was a gaping pit–Ginnungagap. For untold ages crackling embers from Muspelheim and crystals of ice from Niflheim whirled around in the dark and dismal pit.”
–D’aulaires’ Norse Gods and Giants“Alone, awesome, complete within Herself, the Goddess, She whose name cannot be spoken, floated in the abyss of the outer darkness, before the beginning of all things.”
–Starhawk, The Spiral Dance“One dot, that’s on or off, defines what is and what is not, one dot.”
–Peter Gabriel, “Growing Up”
With the First Night we recall the beginnings of creation. What was there before there was the universe? The Void contained all, limitless potential unbounded by the spark of creation. No will, no destiny, no law…simply infinite possibility. And yet, in all of its potential, there was no ability to manifest, to create, to make a choice. Void would first have to recognize Self before our dream could be ignited.
The Druid's Well 