One day while Persephone was frolicking in a field of flowers, she was captured by Hades, Lord of the Underworld, and taken to be his bride. She hated it and wanted to return to her mother and her perpetual spring time. She went from playing in flowers to being forced to a land of weeping dead.
We have all been there. Life is going great and we are happy and merrily going along, and then something happens and takes us for a surprise and changes everything. It is never a happy time for us, but it surely teaches us a lesson. It is not only a part of life, but a part of being a mother.
Persephone wanted to return to her land of spring time, as did her mother want her back. She refused to eat and started to become ugly. Her hair darkened and became dingy, her features became dirty and she saddened missing her once bountiful life. This part of the tale always reminds me of the times in winter when I seek inside myself and enter a hibernation stage. I become less active in my practices and the community and if I try to go against this nature of mine I struggle with that need to be inside myself. I relate this process I go through to Persephone's journey to the underworld. I take the time to look inside myself and grow as an individual and rediscover the darker side of myself.

When spring time comes each year, I am able to be alive again and share the beauty of the world with my family and friends and companions. Once spring hits I am aching to get out in nature and enjoy the world to its fullest. Ever since this warm spell has hit and the flowers have started blooming I have been NEEDING to get outside every day just to sit in the sun and enjoy the new bounty. I hope that everyone has a blessed Ostara and spring time.
2 comments:
Ah, my absolute favorite story.
What a lovely story! I absolutely relate!
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