There are some occassions in which, with a feeling of wonder, one has the clear impression to meet the Divine in a particular expression and manifestation. This is what I felt early this morning when with my eyes I met the glance of Mater Matuta.
Mater Matuta, Mother of the Morning, Aurora, the Dawn, the Sister Goddess, is the sacralization of the first sunbeam embracing Earth, the first
sunbeam expelling darkness. She marks the beginning of a new day. For
this reason her male polarity (Pater Matutinus) is often linked to Janus and Portunus.
At a fixed time also Matuta diffuses the rosy Dawn comes,
either because the coming sun sends rays before him;
or because his fires gradually collect,
dawn through the regions of ether and spreads out her light,
either
because the same sun returning under the earth takes his first hold on
the sky
as he tries to kindle it with his rays,
or because there is a
gathering together of fires,
and many seeds of heat are accustomed
to
flow together at a fixed time,
which make each day the light of a new
sun arise:
just as it is said that from the lofty mountains of Ida at sunrise
scattered fires are seen,
and then as it were these gather together into one globe
and together form an orb
(Lucretius De Rerum Natura)
