equinox:Blossoming from fecund darkness
tender blooms of early spring
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The wildflowers have begun layering color over the brown season of sticks….purple and white, yellows and greens. Today the light and dark balance, opening the door to the light winning over the dark. The light half of the year is upon us. We have yet another NEW YEAR, a chance to start fresh. We have had 5 new years now: witches new year at Samhain (Hallows eve), Yule’s rebirth of the sun at Winter Solstice, muggle new year on January 1, Lunar new year at Imbolc, and now finally… the light and the fires of Aries gift us the spring. The rebirth of nature.
Amidst the waxing light, the bunnies hop swiftly across the path, as the owl and the coyotes chase- one final dash at dawn. Some will spring forth into the new season and some will indeed be eaten by the creatures of the night. Emerging from the depths of the pisces waters feels extra fragile, tender and vulnerable this year. There is a great uncertainty afoot as global democracy is threatened by the US government crumbling, and selling off any remaining values to the highest bidder. Each day a new story of war and violence. And yet, the Aries fire is sparking, at the very least smoking, and calling us forward with new energy to the path that is meant for us. A purposeful path harkens us from our slumber, our overwhelm, from the depths of the deep, deep waters. A new beginning is undoubtedly here. Perhaps the wars of today, the burning fires of the final throws of the power-over patriarchy can be our daily reminders of what we buried and burned in winter.
Remember what you buried or burned? What old agreements and patterns have you worked to undo? Remember. And walk forth with the fires of truth and love, with faith, and, also with grief for what is being lost. It is no small loss, and yet there is no fecundity greater than grief, it is like the deep, dark soils of the forest. Our gratitude for what is lost is our grief, our foresight fortified only by our hindsight. Our great feminine powers are met with the fires of war… Oh great unconditional love of the mother, estrogen (our power to relate and create), Eostra (Goddess of the dawn, of spring), the power and mystery of the egg -the mystery of life, death and resurrection, the grail the great cup of the holy waters of life… oh, Ostara…. bring us from death through to our rebirth!
May the wars stop at least for a moment …. as we stop and admire the beauty of this season of rebirth. Take in for a moment, the color of the sky, the beauty of the flowers… take the fresh breeze of potential into your lungs and breathe …. heaven into Earth (body). Exhale Earth into heaven. Know this peace with thy mind. Desire this peace with thy heart. Fulfill this peace with thy body. Amen.
And yeah, set your SMART goals and all that too…. Aries is here for all your fire starting, initiation onto your TRUE path, to inspire your ACTION. She brings the dreams alive. She sprouts the seeds and opens the blossom. She fears not the unknown, she takes a stand for Truth and Love - so work with her now through the resurrection of Easter.
With Love from your fiery red headed Mexican Celtic Priestess of Avalon Aries Queen + King Maker,
Sarah Isabel Ix’Chel MMMM