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In the time of secrets, before dawn, the mists veil the mountains. In the time of silence, at midnight, wisps of clouds half-hide the moon. At the shore, the edge of mystery, the thinning surf shrouds the sand with lace.
These veils—there and not there, insubstantial—grace and soften hard lines. They are compassion, they are ease, they are consolation.
I want a veil of mist and mystery, of lacey lightness, to waft over me and softly settle on me, shelter me, cover me. I want to draw it over me, blessing myself, crowning myself. I want to put myself under the wing of protection, and from this hiding place to look out from safety and look in with focus. In fact, I want to go within and within, to penetrate my darkness and find a deeper, richer one inside it. And then I want to look out, grounded in that powerful core.
The room is mostly empty. A strand of Tibetan prayer flags dangles listlessly from a single thumb tack. The white walls are punctuated with tiny pinhole dots, the last reminders of where posters and photos once lived. A thrift store desk, repainted many years ago, sits empty. The lack of homework and hair scrunchies and change hurriedly deposited there makes it seem even older and somehow smaller.
The offering bowl filled with cleansing herbs floats alone on a sea of beige carpet. The charcoal is lit. A single, curling tendril of smoke rises from the center, and I close the door.
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This was good for me to read. My oldest is 14 and I'm already freaking out about the day she leaves. I'm only 34 so I can imagine
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Hello Courtney, I remember being in my early 20's thinking about how young I would be when my kids hit 18 (ish) and were likely t
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I imagine that we all get to be Persephone and Demeter at some point in our lives, whether that's with children or a business or a
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This is not an experience I will ever have, but you wrote it in such a way that it becomes real and raw and relevant to me nonethe
Art by Susan Seddon-Boulet
(http://www.turningpointgallery.com/)
"In the best known version of the Greek myth, Persephone is dragged down into the underworld by Hades, whose title is 'Pluto.' But in earlier, pre-patriarchal tales, she descends there under her own power, actively seeking to graduate from her virginal naïveté by exploring the intriguing land of shadows. 'Pluto' is derived from the Greek word plutus, meaning 'wealth.' Psychologist James Hillman says this refers to the psyche-building riches available in Pluto's domain. Hades, he says, is the 'giver of nourishment to the soul.'" – Rob Brezsny
I’m writing this during the month of my mother’s birthday, and when I recently read this quote, it made the tale of Persephone and Demeter become mine, and I wanted to explore this new perspective in the context of my relationship with my mother.
I was never taken into the underworld, so the archetype as it is commonly known never really resonated with me, but that changes drastically if it is understood as a willing and self-powered journey of nourishing discovery! I'll be wanting to ponder this tale in its new light (thanks, Rob Brezsny!)
Read on for a personal exploration of the complexity of these roles of mother and daughter in the context of this ancient myth...
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Hello, Lia, Thank you for sharing. I enjoyed reading this. It still amazes me every time one of the ancient stories communicates
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Thank you for your words and wishes, Jason. I wish the same for you. Not only did we choose these depths, but we have the capacit
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I welcome you as a follower of my blog and appreciate the sharing here. My own mother has passed over ( 9 years now) and as I ente
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Lia, It was so very interesting for me to read your take on the separate but entwined journeys of Demeter and Persephone, from th
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Thanks for sharing your perspective and your own post with me, JudithAnn. Your painting is compelling, and your story is both touc
None of the Goddess myths portray the intensely emotional mother daughter relationship more than that of Demeter and her daughter Persephone.
Like every good story, there is a beginning, middle and end. It begins with Persephone as the epitome of innocence and beauty, just as every daughter is to her own mother. In the middle is the metaphorical death of Persephone when she is abducted by Hades and descends to the underworld, followed by Demeter’s inconsolable grief. In the end a new way of life is forged; a compromise that serves both daughter and mother.
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Paola Suarez As a mother, I thank you, for helping me believe tha t what I'm saying makes sense to somebody's daughter, even if no
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You're welcome JudithAnn! I realized that my comment was missing a word. I meant to write "heartfelt and powerfully positive messa
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As a daughter, I thank you for this heartfelt and powerful positive. I'm breathing it all in. Thank you for the imagery! Blessings
A Modern Hellenic Tale of Winter Solstice Eve
...I picked up the letter with a smile. Inside, I knew, would be a note of support from a yoga school friend. We’d written each other small appreciations during our training, planning to send them a few weeks after we got home. By then we might need something to encourage us as we returned to “normal life”. Hopefully, she’d said something nice.
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