Showing posts with label Greek goddess. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Greek goddess. Show all posts

Wednesday, April 10, 2019

The wise goddess with the olive tree - Who am I?

As promised, here is the essay that Eliane presented at Faces of History 2019.

Wie versprochen ist hier der Gastbeitrag von Eliane: ihr Aufsatz, den sie zu Faces of History 2019 vortrug. Eine Uebersetzung ins Deutsche liegt leider nicht vor.














































I was wise.
I was even-tempered.
I was the goddess of warfare.
Although Zeus had many children, I, fortunately, was his favorite. As the female counterpart to Ares, I was the goddess of war but also of the sciences and weaving.
How I entered the world of Mount Olympus is rather unusual.
The people of Athens chose me to be their patron for my practical gift.

I was the wise goddess of the sciences but also of cooking and pottery. Although I oversaw all arts and crafts, I was especially known for weaving and spinning. Perhaps I, who was wise and even-tempered, was best known as the goddess of warfare and wisdom. I was the female counterpart to Ares the brave god of war. During the time of the Trojan War, my weapons became famous. I had a stunning spear, a glistening shield, a magnificent helmet, and shinning armor. Famously, the owl and the olive tree were my symbols. My job was protecting civil and cooperative life in the city.
I was the wise and even-tempered goddess of warfare.

There are several legends concerning my origin. One of the stories is told like this. After Zeus married Metis, a titan, he heard a troubling prophecy. If Metis had any sons, they would be more powerful than Zeus, just as Zeus had been more powerful than his father Cronos. Terribly afraid, Zeus thought up a cunning plan. When he was sitting with Metis, he suddenly changed his unsuspecting wife into a fly. After that transformation, he swallowed her, and kept her inside his head. Later on, Zeus started suffering from a terrible headache that felt like a stampede of raging war horses. What a horrible head-splitting headache! In his desperation, he asked one of the other gods to crack his skull open. Trying to be helpful, his son Hephaestus brandished his ax and cracked his father's skull open. From that wound I sprang, surprisingly fully grown and wearing armor. It turned out that I became the favorite child of Zeus.
My birth was truly unusual and remarkable.

There was a radiant city in Ancient Greece. Both Poseidon and I loved the city very much. The gods who resided on Mount Olympus all decided that whichever god created the most useful gift for its people would win the city. Miraculously, Poseidon struck a rock with his trident and brought forth a spring. When the people drank from it, though, the water was salty. I, however, decided to plant an olive tree. Because the people could use the olives and its precious oil, my gift was most useful.
It was decided.
I won.
The people rejoiced.
After this contest, they named the city Athens.
This is how the olive tree won me the beautiful city of Athens.

Fortunately, as the goddess of warfare, I was wise and even-tempered.
My birth was unusual and remarkable.
My life-giving present of an olive tree won the citizens of Athens over and they chose me to be the guardian of their city.
As one of the wiser and most even-tempered goddesses I brought much sense to the Ancient world of Greece and to the gods on Mount Olympus.

Who am I?