Whether or not agriculture was inevitable, it’s been our undoing – and that of the planet, too.
Farming and raising crops has arguably been the single biggest contribution to the sedentary population, and the rise of those consummate evils – the village, the town and the city.
So for a while now I’ve been looking at the Sabbats from a non-agri, earth based standpoint, and I’ve come up with a few ideas.
Starting from where I’m standing right now, I’m inclined to rename Mabon (Alban Elved) as the season of Rushing Dark Water. That’s what it feels like. A black river running fast and smooth through the landscape of our souls.
Next I’m going to be facing Samhain, and on a bit of reflection I’m thinking of this as the time of Exhalation, when the Earth lets out a final, relieved breath, and all Her organs contract a little, releasing something of the captive Spirit which has gathered during the year.
Yule is of course the season of Frozen Earth. Locked down and solid.
Imbolc would be Fire Down Below.
Ostara White Water. If you’ve ever gone white water rafting you’ll be sure to see what I mean. Happy White Water to all in the Northern Hemisphere.
Beltane comes back around to Air – this time the Great Inhalation, as She brings Life force into Herself more fully.
Summer Solstice is Earth on Fire, and Lughnasadh Fire from Heaven.
Which brings us back to Do…err…Rushing Dark Water.
I noticed that these seasons were following the order of elements on the pentacle : Water, Air, Earth and Fire.
The Equinoctial axes are of Water; the Solsticial ones of Earth.
The so-called Cross Quarters take on Fire (Imbolc/Lughnasadh) and Air(Beltane/Samhain).
So far, it’s resonating well for me. Well, it would, wouldn’t it, since I made it up?
I’ll probably have to do some fine tuning, but I’ve got , as ever, Plenty of Time.
Pic found, surprisingly, at the Daily Kos. Although I notice that those points are incorrectly attributed with the elements! Oh don’t be such a fucking fusspot, Terri.