Aeneas mother is a starNo a goddess.I said cautiously Venus is the power that we invoke in spring in the garden when things begin growing. And we call the evening star Venus.He thought it over. Perhaps having grown up in the country among pagans like me helped him understand my bewilderment. So do we he said. But Venus also became more...With the help of the Greeks. They call her Aphrodite...There was a great poet who praised her in Latin. Delight of men and gods he called her dear nurturer. Under the sliding star signs she fills the ship-laden sea and the fruitful earth with her being through her the generations are conceived and rise up to see the sun from her the storm clouds flee to her the earth the skillful maker offers flowers. The wide levels of the sea smile at her and all the quiet sky shines and streams with light...It was the Venus I had prayed to it was my prayer though I had no such words. They filled my eyes with tears and my heart with inexpressible joy.
Have you ever noticed how when youre happy time seems to pass by fast while when youre miserable it goes real slow Life would have been a blink with you whether it lasted a millennium or a month.