It came to pass late one afternoon, in the transitional moments before twilight, just as the sun was caressing the horizon, that Shekinah was strolling through the garden. She was carrying a resplendent, glowing alabaster pot, filled with the fire of the breath of creation, on her way to feed the tree of wisdom and the tree of life. Just ahead of her she saw Adam and Eve, and at first she couldn’t fathom what they were doing. Then it dawned on her, they were dressing themselves in fig leaves.
In the beginning, before there were things, before there was time, Amma came to be. Amma began to pulse and shake, and she took upon herself the shape of an egg. Amma became the great cosmic egg. Seven times it shook until it began to spin. As it spun, it broke open into a spiral, and the shell expanded to fill the universe, and so creation was born. This very birthing brought forth the Dogon people of Mali in the west of Africa.
