The Labrys

 I have had an interest in the Minoan culture for many years and have wanted to have the Minoan double ax as a piece to wear. Also, wanted it to be created by a gold and silver smith who understood my connection to the Goddess and spirit. This past summer I met her, Alba Urbina while on a trip to Vermont with my bestie, Tracey while visiting people we know from Vermont Witch Camp. Alba lives on the property with Jude and Kenneth both people me and Tracey love and appreciate. Her and Kenneth share a grand workspace for welding and jewelry making.
Immediately i was drawn to her and we talked over re-purposing old gold marriage rings from my first marrigae now divorced and old silver that I had. She understood and offered to cleanse the materials in ritual bfore using them.
What you see above is glorious and after all these years of wanting a pendant that expresses my deepest connection to the Goddess; here ii is. I can't explain where this fascination comes from of the Labrys, maybe something in my DNA, maybe a past life, all I know is that it resonates for me.
In March 2000 I wrote this poem.
The Initiation
in the palace of Knossos,
In the chamber of the four Elements,
Sat twelve ancients in judgement.
The prietess in black and crimson chiton,
With gold braided hair adorned 
Stood nervous before them.

"This is the sacred ritual,"
The  wise ones chanted in unison,
Thorugh the dark portal you must go,
And the passages of the labryrinth
and find the inner room of Power.

There you will meet the Seven Sisters of Fate,
Each will ask you a question
That only you can know the answer,
If you fail into madness or death,
We are all lost,
Yet if you revail our land
will be blessed with your sovereignty.
The Priestess bowed her head, 
Agreeing to take the secret test
of which few returned.
For the good of all she walked 
into the dark.
Two moons rose before she returned
Into the Serpent Goddess's chamber
she came as the first rays of sunshine
lit the room, stumbling she fell
Then rose up to see
The Double Ax waiting for her to take.
From a golden chalice she drank
and called
"To you Astarte, Demeter and Hekate"
I am here and she took the ax then
opened the doors, letting the people in,
to celebrate the Re-Birth.