The Goddess Ostara is close.
The Goddess Ostara
The day of Ostara is approaching, the light begins to take over the calendar, the days gradually take up their natural course, suddenly the Sun seems to shine brighter and its light is more and more golden. Millennia ago the east wind and the dawn conceived a beautiful daughter, her daughter came down to our world centuries later, and abandoning all immortality, she decided to walk among men and witches as a humble and powerful queen of forests.
The centuries passed and men honored her with many names, in many eras, in many corners of the world, and finally was consecrated as 'Ostara' the goddess of dawn and the awakening of life, she represents the rebirth of nature and symbolizes the arrival of spring, runs through the old frozen forests that remain under the frozen mantle of winter, with the candor of her spirit seeks to resuscitate the trees and germinate the earth, sowing the seeds that will begin to emerge in its path, and with a majestic lavishness of humility, kneels with a respectful gesture before the oldest trees of the path, thanking them for providing support, food, shade and home to the thousands of creatures that inhabit the thick grove.
It's time to say goodbye to the cold winter, as The Snow Queen bids farewell for a long time, and while her icy coach is displayed in the far smaller and smaller horizon to disappear with one last golden glow at sunset, another coach made of oak wood, with forged gold wheels and adorned with roses and flowers from all over the world, arrives to park where the winter rested, the forest goddess has come to be venerated, and with a humble gesture venerates with her mere presence the very humanity that loves and admires so much.
Spring has come, escorted by Ostara, the goddess who will revive the cold trees and warm the old ways of man, walk without differentiation between fields and cemeteries, between gardens and mountains, and will conceive from her womb the light of the west that has come to adorn our days and illuminate our lives. Spring is more than close, it is here, it is parking in the nearest garden.
Winter leaves man, with its fields of silver frost and heavy snow, the white robes of the snowy forest say goodbye and leave the wet paths for the nature goddess to sow their flowers in them. We will soon receive their divine presence in the delicate scent of tulips and the exquisite golden light that seeps through the branches of the forest. Parks and fields will be dressed in green in honor of the goddess, and flowers emerge in every corner of the earth.
The fairies begin to sneak into our houses, come to play with their typical distractions, hiding the keys and pens, stealing a sock of each pair to make us angry having only an odd amount of them. The gnomes visit the homes bringing along a lot of aromas and colors. Elves and other spirits will reap the earth, from which fruits and flowers emerge without stopping, for Ostara has come with her crown of roses and her dress of leaves, not bothering to hide her femininity and her growing belly always about to give birth. Ostara arrives escorted by nymphs and fauns, while she escorts the spring flood, the old spirits sing their song and the flutes of the fauns are heard sounding all over the fields. Ostara has arrived and this we must celebrate.
During the cold winter, the forest god has perished, as he has done every year since the beginning of human time, god of life and death who walks between the worlds of the living and the dead. When spring arrives the god consort reborn in the forest, to meet the pregnant maiden who waits for her beloved, who embraces her pregnancy and before love is trapped. The God of the sun has returned and the mother goddess again fertilized.
Happy Ostara & Happy Spring
© Elhoim Leafar 2017
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