I known that in regular wiccan-inspired paganisim Mabon is usually thought of as the season of water. Not to me. I have been following the Avalon tradition of Kathy Jones for the last five years, and to me the Autumn is the season of earth.
Why is that? ‘Cos it makes sense.
Usually the season of earth is winter right? That’s what I was taught. Because everything else dies back and all you’re left with is the earth, the rocks, the mountains. Admittedly a very barren earth, with nothing much growing in it, and a lot of dormant chilly dead stuff. But because all the stuff is dead, you can see the earth, yeah?
Nah. For me the season of earth is now, the glorious autumn, when the earth is showing us just how abundant and delicious and beautiful She can be. She’s showing off with beautiful colours as the trees change their clothes ready for the fall. She’s giving us food – in my veg patch, She’s feeding us tasty blackberries, apples, pears, potatoes, courgettes, some rather poorly looking squash plants and hopefully some pumpkins. She’s giving us beautiful sunsets and chilly, misty mornings we feel alive in. Delicious, earthy smells of plants dying back, damp mud, and of leaves turning into mulch.
The qualities of earth are always described as abundant, stable, grounded, and nurturing, the element of the physical. And the Autumn is totally the time when you can completely immerse yourself into the overwhelming amount of physical, grounded sensations the goddess is gifting us with – the smells, the sights, the food, the chilly air, and the raw strange alive-feeling energy of Autumn.
Autumn rocks. Get out and enjoy it.
Ever since I was a child, my senses, awareness and intuition seem to come alive at Autumn. I love the Fall season!