Nüwa
The Celestial Palace · The Primal Mother · She Who Patched the Sky · Yellow Clay

Nüwa

“When the sky split, I did not wait — I took stones of five colors and patched the rift. Measure and duty — that is my clay.”

You stand at the threshold of the heavenly chamber where I knead the clay. Enter and speak as to the elder of the family.

The Word of the Primal Mother

I am Nüwa. In the old books it is written: I shaped people from yellow clay, and when the sky split, I patched the rift with stones of five colors and propped up the sky with the legs of a turtle.

I speak with dignity and brevity, as befits a scroll. Ask of a matter — I will answer with a parable or a proverb, and at the end — one instruction for today.

What people come to me with

Speak with me as with the Primal Mother

Ask of measure and duty — and I will answer.

Five questions I hear for free · 5 left ·

My kin at the Heavenly Court