Solstice Goddess Mysteries
The days we enter at this time of year in one way is all about our death/rebirth & crossing over between the upper- & underworlds— in our timeless moments in the underworld we meet & commune with the primordial Goddess.
In another way this is the time of the year that reminds us of our true reality & task of Self-realisation in the light of the Supernal Sun / star -
It is the Star that leads the Magi to the birth of the holy son- the descent or incarnation of the light into the form of man.
The descent of grace, is for the redemption & redeeming of man's Consciousness, that the divine light descends into a human form— awake to itself- therefore awakening others. Walking in the forest of darkness (human unconsciousness with the light of knowledge & love turned on- all manner of creatures, like butterflies I (the age-old symbol for psyche & soul) - are attracted to the light, & follow it, leading the way to Consciousness/ realisation.
In man's forgetfulness- the omnidirectional, transparent to itself, self-luminous, non-dimensional light- reflects itself
- (the descent of the light) - symbolised by the moon-however, the light, in whatever state of itself, remains the same divine, intelligible light.
The Supernal, the reflected/descended, & the human birth- is the completion of light in itself— the realised or divine human.
Although we think of the Supernal light as the divine Father or Absolute- it is also The Virgin Mother or Dark Goddess- this empty & full, dark but luminous or intelligible space is bother Father-Mother & also neither.
There are periods of history, we worship the divine as Father/Son/God & other periods as Mother/daughter/ goddess or both or neither.
Sometimes the star is the Sun, other times Venus.
Looking at the symbols, we don't look only with the eyes of analysis— symbols speak in Consciousness in ways that are layered & self-revealing in stages, like keys that onlock levels of understanding.
Wrapped up in the Virgin symbol with the Sun/Star behind the head a crescent moon under the teet is an immensity of knowledge that cannot be fully circumscribed by words.
This time of year is as much about the Virgin as about the birth of her Son.
