Earth Spirit

It’s been a week and two days since Mabon.

About three weeks since I first learned what it was.

Mabon is the holiday of the harvest season, celebrated on the first day of autumn (the autumnal equinox). It is the pagan thanksgiving, a time to thank the world for everything it’s given you.

A time for feasting and thanking your ancestors and your god(s) and whatever else you need to thank. A time for rekindling what has fallen apart (like the Jewish Yom Kippur, which is in the same time of the year), for beginning again.

We actually read a few Jewish prayers at our celebration.

We forgive ourselves and each other. We begin again in love.

It was because of this holiday that I started looking into the calendar. And, so long as pagans don’t mind, I think I’ll adopt it into my life. It’s beautiful, and it feels much more natural than the holidays we have set now. Granted I’ll still celebrate Christmas with my family (mostly my niece) and Thanksgiving if I have someone to gather with for it, but the Wheel of the Year just feels…right.

So while we were running around looking for a nice patch of nature to celebrate this holiday (a first for all three, and a curiosity for me).

Well, we did learn where we will not be going in the future. However, we did discover that the little park just up the street will be a nice place to go. Just not for Samhain. That will be hopefully held somewhere for a bonfire.

So the holiday has past and the temperatures have dipped. All I ask is that we remember what we’re thankful for into the season and the next year, even when our college food sinks into the lowest bowels of inedible and our exams strip us of any energy we had two weeks ago. Even those that don’t celebrate the holiday can respect that.

~Cami