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A Spring Celebration

Spring Celebration

 

By Autumn Laird

 

 

Spring blooms come so soon,

Narily the winter goes,

Water falls heavy from the skies,

Thunder and lightening glinting,

Frightening lashes rushing,

While clearing the land for thaw,

Blowing in the chill winds,

That give way to the warmer days,

The sun comes to stand still,

Upon the light of the equinox balanced,

Now look to the animals that give birth,

Long their fertile bellies grew,

In the winter winds blowing shrill,

Springtime begins from sweet hymns,

Made of rain and small blooms,

The earth coming to color from the winter hues,

The white blanket will turn soon to green grasses,

The hares leap around their Eostre nests,

Lapwing eggs gathered under full moon,

Between the gateway of day and night,

Painted in rejoycement of the new buds,

Leaves springing forth from the long arms,

Tree branches singing back and forth,

For the birth-time is near at hand,

Then when the snows melt under the lengthening days,

The lambs will leap and the cows lay in hay,

Listen for the frogs will begin their song,

In the pools of winter's melt,

For spring has come with the bird's return,

Migrations flown back from southward stays,

Horses will come to foal and run again under sun,

Mother will nurse the young ones,

And love will be renewed

As spring days climb into celebration,

For the shadow has passed, 

And long waiting gone at last,

For come has the equinox on the turning winds,

And the rains of winter's end,

Bound in the soul of tender flowers,

Breaking forth from the soil.

 

Spring Equinox

By Alwyn

Walking the land that nature's made, the rising sun reduced the shade.
Mother Nature shows her hand, with the greening of the land.
Preparation is at hand for the later harvest needs;
Ceremonies take place for the blessing of the seeds.

The people live their daily life within the land of reason.
The things they do as the circle turns, changes with every season.
The hours in the daytime are the same as in the night;
All things are done to make sure everything goes right.

The equinoctial light has a significantly brighter shine.
The suns faintly glow of Imbolc past has shown its growth this time.
To follow all the patterns of the stars you need a key to all the locks.
At this point in time I see the sign, for it is the Vernal Equinox.

Ostara’s New Life

 

 

Ring your bell three times

Ostara full of whimsical rhymes

Farewell to our Wintry Spirit and friend

Merry we’ll meet next winter again

With open arms we greet the spirit of spring

Life balance with Earths renewal

The Lord and Lady’s blessings new growth brings

Earth, be the bed where new life shall live

Air, be the breath the great winds will give

Fire, be burned in the night to keep them warm

Water, to drink as they grow and form

North, East, South, West

On through summer and fall

Till the next winters rest.

 

Wendy Needham (Moonfire)

3/6/01

 

 

 

The Gifts of Eostre: An introduction to the icons and symbols of the season
Copyright 1999, Jessica North-O’Connell.

Celebrate Spring and welcome Beltane with a story about the Goddess of Springtime, fertility and new growth.

    The heart of winter lay heavy and too long upon the land; its blanket of Death shrouding the decay of the previous year. Even the bleak winter sun was in short supply for usually the sky was a flat slate grey in color, dull and cold. Life itself seemed stagnant, withdrawn from Earth like the missing warmth of summer’s sun. Animal folk huddled in their nests and boroughs, venturing out only in search of scarce food as their own supplies dwindled.  Human folk maintained, and waited. Spring was late this year - it seemed perhaps to have passed over this part of Creation, but how could the Lady forget her own?

    The frozen ponds, scratched by myriad booted steps, offered no reflection to the young girl who peered into them, perhaps searching for a sign......She scrubbed her snow-crusted mittened hand over the marked surface as though to polish it, but finally allowed a small, shivering sparrow to distract her from her futile task.

    “Birdie,” she said, rising, her voice filled with concern, “can you not find anything to eat?”  Reaching into her pocket, she pulled out the remains of the seed bun her mother had given her as a snack before she had gone outdoors. She carefully tossed some crumbs in the bird’s direction, taking care not to scare the small creature away.  The sparrow made no move towards the crumbs.

    “What’s wrong?” asked the child.  “Surely you are hungry?”  She took a few steps back in case her presence  worried the bird, but still the sparrow made no move to retrieve the breadcrumbs. Then the child’s eye caught sight of a small bright red stain on the white snow.
 
    “You’re hurt!” she exclaimed, “you poor little dear!” and she began to move slowly towards the bird, who still  made no attempt to escape. Reaching down towards the bird, the child noticed that its eyes flickered and one wing was askew.  Carefully, so carefully,  she picked up the wretched creature and saw that its legs were crumpled and it labored hard to continue breathing.  The child, dismayed, held the dying bird in her bare hands. Where was the Lady? Why had she not come - here was one of her own creatures who so needed her warmth, yet still she was not here!

    Turning her eyes towards to the endless slate-grey sky, she wept and cried “Oh, Lady, Ostara, where have you gone? Why have you not come to bring us your warmth?  See how this little bird is dying from the cold!”

    Suddenly a palette of color began to form against the background of the monochromatic sky: first  violet, then indigo, then aqua to green, then yellow to orange to red, and a rainbow bridge appeared upon which strode the most beautiful young woman the child had ever seen. The Lady! - her red gowns exuded  a warmth to melt the ice and snow and burn away the clouds of winter.

    The child watched in awe as Ostara, Goddess of the fertile spring, came to rest before her in radiant splendor. Her eyes wide, the child offered up the sparrow to the Lady, but it was too late, for the bird’s wounds were beyond repair.

     Ostara took the bird into her hands and, reaching down to the ground, released a snow white hare in its place. The hare hopped away into the nearby wood, leaving a trail of bright red eggs in its wake.

    “Watch for my snow hare at the end of winter,” Ostara instructed the child,”for she is my promise to you that the spring and I will soon be coming.” And she placed a red egg in the child’s hands as she walked into the forest, flowers springing up where her feet passed,  to set the world  abloom.

WELCOME the season of spring!

    The Goddess Ostara, or Eostre, is a Teutonic Goddess associated with spring and, according to the Farrars, the Maiden aspect of Earth.  Some people suggest that the name Ostara is the European form of Ishtar, the Assyro-Babylonian mother- goddess (her Festival day is April 22) or Astarte,  the fertility goddess of the Canaanites, and it has also been suggested that Eostre  is cognate with Eos, Greek goddess of the dawn, which would accommodate her association with daybreak (new beginnings) and the direction of east, home of the rising sun. Her sacred month is Eastremonath, which means “the Moon of Eostre,” another key to the all-pervasive lunar nature of the Lady. Her symbols are the hare (a common symbol of the Goddess in her lunar aspect) and the egg, specifically the red egg as a solar symbol of rebirth and renewal (red represents life and dawn). This dual association of lunar and solar symbology also reflects the Equinox.  In the Celtic tradition, this is the season of the Green Goddess and the Lord of the Greenwood.

    Not only do we derive the name of the Christian celebration of Easter from Eostre’s  name, we also get the word estrogen, the female hormone responsible for developing and maintaining the body’s female characteristics , and estrus, the cycle of sexual receptivity in many mammals.

    Ostara’s season is one of rebirth and renewal of the Earth, of promise and of new beginnings, and many cultures considered the Vernal Equinox the beginning of their new year; (the Western  zodiac begins with Aries here). Daylight and nighttime, being of equal length, portends the  balancing of polarities.  From the Spring Equinox through Beltane, this is a season when we begin new projects. Crops are planted and ideas (some of which have been percolating since Brigid’s Day)  are also cultivated.

    According to Barbara Walker, the association of this season with the theme of the death and rebirth of the God (a personification of plant life) harkens back to pre-Christian times when one pagan sacred drama involved placing a representation of the God into his tomb, then withdrawing him so that he might live again; also,  the pagans of Germany celebrated the “Hoch-Zeit,” the sacred king’s love-death, during this season. I have also seen this season described as the time of the God’s infancy, when the Goddess nurses her son who will become her consort, and as the time when the Lady and Lord prepare to come together for the Sacred Marriage at Beltane, which other traditions place at the Summer Solstice.  Variations most probably arise from the different locations where customs developed, depending upon the varying lengths of the growing season, as well as the philosophical tenets of the times.

    Another festival which coincides with this season is the Jewish holiday of Passover, marking the beginning of the Exodus out of Egypt,  the escape from slavery and the start of a new way of life for the Jewish people.

    In the Celtic lunar calendar, Ostara’s season coincides with the Month of Hawthorn:

“The Hawthorn tree is significant of cleansing, purity and chastity.  The type of “chastity” that Hawthorn suggests is not mere sexual abstention.  It is more a type of sovereignty over yourself, in as much as you exist in your own right, for your own purposes, and are not appropriated or distorted by anyone else’s agenda. Of course, this often includes a period of celibacy, as sexual connection establishes an energetic bond that is visible to some as a bridge, or arc, of light, and so compromises the purely sovereign state of selfhood to a degree. Perhaps this is the underlying reason for the valuing of abstention during some periods of personal retreat or clearing.”

And further from the same source:

“The priestess of Hawthorn is both the virgin spring, unsullied and untrammelled - and its protector.  In this relationship, you are both the zealously guarded, pure, wild essence, and the thorns that prevail against invasion.  During this period, you might consider a spiritual retreat, a fast, or cleansing diet.  Regard yourself as perfect and immaculate in your essential Self, in your conception of yourself, and then adopt a stance of fierce resolve to defend this purity - your natural condition.

“You may want to look back over you life, starting with your earliest memories. Recall the first time when you might have been terribly upset, or a time when you were suffering.  Look to see if there is a sense of injustice connected with this memory; have you been wronged or misjudged in someway? Has a parent or a teacher projected an erroneous or distorted image on to you? If so, go back into the scene in a visualization, and defend yourself.  You can see yourself saying or doing the things you were unable or too small to say or do at the time.  Or you can see yourself enter the scene as your adult self, defending, protecting and comforting your child self
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“This type of visualization is so powerful that it actually changes the past, or what we might call the “Roots of Karma,” and puts your present and your future on a different and firmer foundation.  This is due to the fact that, having re-visioned (revised) the scene or scenes that damaged your sense of Self in the past, you have supplied yourself with an advocated, even if it is your own, present, grown-up self doing the advocacy.  If the visualization is powerful, it will go deep to subconscious areas of your psyche.  In other words, if your light Alpha-trance is convincing (and they always are - this is our “deep” mind, and it is programmed in precisely this manner), your memory of the events that have harmed your self-esteem and your sense of yourself will transform, and likewise your present and ongoing reality, for you will remember having been protected and respected, instead of having been defamed.  You will, thereafter, think of yourself as someone who is worthy of protection and respect, and this will change your life accordingly.

“This is also a month that may inspire you to clean house, literally as well as figuratively.  Clearing out emotional baggage is often helped along by a thorough house-cleaning, discarding old, burdened memories and restoring your environment to its prime condition.”

(from: The Witch’s Book of Days by Yvonne Owens, Jessica North and Jean Kozocari)

THE RITUAL

    The Egg and the Hare are the primary icons of the season, one representative of the sun and potential  and the other of the moon and fertility. The tradition of the egg and hare  survives in hunting for eggs left by the bunny and the most famous example of “egg art” has to be the Ukrainian pysanky.
 
    Originally, the pysanky were made with only two colors: red, the color of the sun, life and  happiness, hope and passion and white, symbolizing purity and true pysanky still feature a great deal of white in its designs. The custom of placing red (for adults) and white (for young children) eggs on graves carries within it the idea of rebirth.

    In making pysanky, the most ancient and commonly-used symbol is the sun (not surprisingly) which can be represented by a myriad of designs. Birds, hearts, fruit and vegetables, wheat, spiders, animals, ladders (for older people who would soon be moving ont to another existence), the forty triangles (representing the many facets of life), circles, trees, garlands (called vinok and representing a girl’s desire for freedom), crosses (representing the solar wheel), grapes, bees, the snake (holder of mystical powers), the fish (originally the mystical being of action), the net (originally representing knowledge and motherhood and later, the Christ’s reference to his followers as “the fishers of men”)  water and meander lines are some of the symbols one finds on traditional pysanky. A further clue to the antiquity of some of these symbols can be found in Marija Gimbutas’ book, “Language of the Goddess,” in which she states that the meander first appeared in Upper Paleolithic art and was a symbol and metaphor for water.  This design reached a peak of popularity during the Copper Age and, of course, is still found in pysanky today, representing eternity and everlasting life, the eternal cycles of nature.

    From some white paper, cut out the shape of an egg. If you are circling with a group, cut enough for all participants. Place the “eggs” in a basket and at the appropriate time in your Ritual, pass the basket around deosil (clockwise), having each participant take one while contemplating what new ventures they will begin during this season. Everyone takes the “egg” home with them to write the plan or wish on one side of it, then coloring the opposite side red. “Eggs” may be decorated with any meaningful symbols. Then sleep with the “egg” under you pillow until Beltane to imbue it with your intention and essence. At Beltane, burn it by throwing into the bonfire (or in any other way) and watch as the fire transforms the paper into ash, knowing the intention has been released to do its work.

BLESSED BE!