Epona is usually depicted as a woman riding a big white horse.
That's all I got. The Celts were a preliterate people. We only know what Irish monks decided to record later on, and they had a vested interest in erasing goddesses (and little g gods) from history.
But I think you can work with that, Pasadena Adjacent, because you are an artist and and a very creative person. Also, you are a person with a social justice streak, and I think you can reclaim Epona and invent a whole backstory for her.
In honor of all things Irish, I say start with a limerick. I'll start it for you.
There once was a goddess Epona.
Who rode on a pony named Jonah.
She turned into a mare, and said "What have you there?"
And that's__________________________.
Channel this goddess: When you want a horse, when horseback riding, when listening to "Rhiannon" by Stevie Nicks. Rumor has it Epona was transmogrified into the tragic Welsh heroine Rhiannon. Finally that song makes sense!
Need a goddess? I got goddesses, and normally I know much more about them. (Blast those Monks! Although, apparently, they also saved western civilization, so I guess we have to cut them some slack.) Anyway, to get your goddess, post a comment saying what you want one for. Then check back in a week or two and see what you got. It's fun! It's free! It's a way better gift than a toaster.
PS: Pasadena Adjacent asked me to add the photo. It is her deceased Nia, as is only fitting as Epona had a white horse too.
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And that's when she noticed the crone-a.
How about a Goddess for decision making? Please and thank you Margaret:)
There once was a goddess Epona.
Who rode on a pony named Jonah.
She turned into a mare, and said "What have you there?"
And that's how I got my Sherona
The only thing I know about Celts and their horses is this bit.
The word for horse and rose in Gaelic come from the same root word because it used to be one would find horses wild near wild rose bushes.
My name is Gaelic it is pronounced "Rose" but means "like running horses."
Also my history geek side is nagging me because somewhere in my head I know some cool thing about Epona.I'll let you know if I wake up in the middle of the night with an Ah ha moment.
There once was a goddess Epona.
Who rode on a pony named Jonah.
She turned into a mare, and said "What have you there?"
And that's about all that is knowna.
THis is a family friendly blog, Right?
Lenora: well done! Thanks for jumping right in.
PA: See? Already she has a backstory. Who knew she liked the Kinks?
Otis: looking forward to your esoteric knowledge. Loved learning about your name.
Petrea: Fabulous.
Olga: get your mind out of the gutter.
I want to hear Olga's.
See!!! That's why you guys are the writers!!! My mind went totally blank!!!
There once was a goddess Epona.
Who rode on a pony named Jonah.
She turned into a mare, and said "What have you there?"
And that's how she avoided ta' phone ya'.
...And that's all there is to the moana.
...And that's how she met the big roana.
...And that's the sum of her tone-a.
...And that's how we all came to woe-a.
...And that is my fault, or it's youra.
(help me, I can't stop!!!!!)
...And that's our first bridle-free zone-a.
I think I know, Olga. And I'm not going to write it, either.
She turned into a mare and said "What have you there"?
"A big bag of weed for a stoner".
I love this goddess!!!
Preliterate--if you only have an oral tradition, does that make you preliterate? Just wondering, and not curmudgeonly, either.
Monks were doing what all dominant cultures have done, erasing the bits of civilization that annoyed them.
Just ask the Spaniards about the burning of all those Mayan books and libraries. How different civilization may have been. But I digress into oppression.
History really does that to me.
There once was a goddess Epona.
Who rode on a pony named Jonah.
She turned into a mare, and said "What have you there?"
And that's when she met my Ramona.
Props to Star for approaching this task with gusto, and well done everyone else. You are all very clever. Although I'm a little disappointed that Olga and AH have such naughty minds. Tut, tut.
Lenora: You'll have your goddess in a day or two.
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