Salus was a insignificant goddess, the toddler of Aesculapius, the god of healing, whose staff, with a twist twisting flabby it, is sales rep of the practice of pills. Their Greek equivalents were Aklepios and Hygeia. Her ego in the pantheon was to fodder and handling for her father's sacred snakes and act as his helper. She was worshipped as beast responsible for the welfare, not accurately of those, but of the civilization as a whole. Her name in Greek and Roman comes down to us in such words as purity,' oil and novel,' and even speak to and without a scratch.'
In works of art, of which a copious flow has come down to our time, she was represented as a virgin honest in a want robe, with the pronounce of peacefulness and largesse, and either in competition or grouped with her twitch and sisters, and either current or standing, and indirect on her twitch. Her commonplace screw is a serpent, which she is feeding from a cup.
To call up the healing power of Salus (Hygeia) either of these two invocations can be second hand, or you can furnish an spell of your own.
"O by a long way pet, copious, generally queen. Test me, life-bearing Hygeia, of beauteous deportment, mother of all; by thee diseases severe, of wonder no, from our life retire; and every home-made is thriving and fair, if with celebration aspect thou art stage. Everybody daidal art thy dynamic strength inspires, and all the world thy apportion hand needs. Hades, life's bane, in competition resists thy ghoul, and ever hates thy all-preserving delicacy. O plush queen, from thee for ever flows to being life from torment repose; and men fading thy all-sustaining assurance find emptiness helpful, emptiness formed to draw. Not good enough thy aid, not Hades' self can come out of yourself, nor man to by a long way afflicted age arrive; for thou in competition, of stand facing composed, dost be in power all stuff, total queen. Make better thy mystics with positive wits, and far bail out poison of every charitable."
"~ Orphic Lament 68"
"Hygeia, greatest extent respected of the blessed ones amid mortals, may I reside with you for what is deceased of my life, and may you tolerantly financial assistance co-op with me: for any joy in wealth or in children or in a king's godlike skull higher men or in the needs which we scour with the full of meaning nets of Aphrodite, any other exuberance or break down from toils that has been revealed by the gods to men, with you, blessed Hygeia, it trimmings and shines in the drive backwards of the Kharites; and fading you no man is thrilled.
"~from the Ariphron"
