The portrait above is
a favourite print of mine. *Put cursor on pic for details* As
well as a card which I have framed, I also have this in a laminated
poster. It really shows all the intricate details of this painting.The
way the dove's feathers flow into her hair which flows into
the Unicorn's mane. The cloak which flows into the night skies.
The stars which float into the flora. The crystals which flow
from the tail into the mane. Each time I look at the poster,
I see something that I had not noticed before. It's uncanny;
I've had the poster for seven years! The scan above does not
do this portrait justice at all. You must look for a print yourself.
But now, let's turn
to the Unicorn itself, and the magical stories that have been
woven and cast into print.
Once upon a time,
in another place there lived the Unicorn, abound with beauty,
goodness, righteousness and joy. The Unicorn was revered and
loved by all around, yet it did not seek glory or adoration
from others. My favourite story about the origins of the Unicorn
is from the book Unicornis, a manuscript discovered
and annotated by Michael Green (1994) Pennsylvania: Running
Press Book Publishers. This manuscript,from 15th century Italy,
was recorded by a little-known Order, the Collegium Gnosticum.
The story begins as such.
When there was only
darkness, the Creator or Holy One made the Abode of Light.
To counter the darkness that drew all things to itself, a
resonance of the most awesome, sweetest chant was created,
infused with intelligence, so it could become a powerful spirit
to guide and harmonise every corner of the world. The spirit's
name was Galgallim who whirled through timeless realms, bringing
those that it could towards the Light. It always revolved
around the central Light.
Then the Holy One
wished to see what he created. So He raised Mountains, scattered
with the gems of flame and asked of Galgallim that it accept
shape upon Earth, to continue its service more powerfully.
Galgallim agreed. From the heavens to the new-born lands
of Earth, he arrived wrapped in a cloud and was known as
Asallam, of the first-born Unicorns. He bore a horn of spiral
light, a guiding light as was the sign of Galgallim.
And through his horn, Asallam created a gushing spring of
life from a barren rock, and made fertile all manner of
things upon Earth. And so in basic terms, the Unicorn became
the favoured creature of the Holy One.
The story continues as the Unicorn dwelt with Mankind. They
loved and they trusted each other, as they had both been
created by the Holy One.
However, when Asallam
first created life from his horn, some of the shining waters
hissed down into burning abysses below the earth. And there
the Dragon was born. Resentful that they were created by
a Unicorn and not by the Holy One, they pursued Mankind
in a fine and wondrous form, turning them against the Unicorn.
And Mankind rose against the Unicorn (although the women
grieved), and he walked alone, knowing he could not change
their beliefs, but only guide them.
The Holy One was
so upset by this treatment of his guide that he cast Mankind
forth into the Second Age, the Age of Silver. But
the Unicorn remained. Unless he was needed in the worlds
that to which Mankind regressed, he stayed in the Golden