Simply put, Mabon is a time to reap the physical and
spiritual of the year; a kind of Thanksgiving, if you will. The sun takes its path toward darkness, where
light and dark dwell equally in this world.
It is the living example of balance.
We know that life is cyclical. It is ever-turning, ever-changing. It is this cyclical nature that leads us
through the year. We celebrate birth,
life, death and rebirth. Just as the seasons,
so are our lives. All things that enter
our lives have their cycle.
Historically, Mabon is a tale of a Great Son who is taken
from his Mother at a mere three nights old (though some folklore says three
years). He is held in captivity and then
freed to be reborn as his Mother's champion, full of light and wisdom.
So what does all of this mean? It is individual to each person. For me, however, it teaches me that all
things have a time and a purpose.
Everything that enters my life will provide for me in some form or
fashion. It may provide teaching and
insight. It may provide sadness and
mourning. But with each thing and each
season, I will grow in insight and wisdom.
And as time moves on, with each year, I learn the lessons of life that
give me understanding, knowledge and peace.
I learn that striving against the wind, against the lesson, gains
nothing. Only when I surrender to the
lesson, do I learn its secrets.
Mabon is for me a time to look over the past year. What have I sown? What have I reaped? And what do I want to sow for the coming
year?
This year I sowed new
things: A new home. A new job.
A new vision for my spiritual practice. A new spiritual family and
community of like-minded people.
This year I reaped: A home that is comfortable for Patti;
quiet and easy on her PTSD. A new job
with people who actually appreciate the work I do, as well as the opportunity
to train without the constraints of a corporate structure that doesn't allow
for growth. And as for the new vision? I
found an understanding of my path that I had not experienced before. I found myself in Druidry; in grounding
myself to the Earth with the blessings of Air, Fire and Water. I re-found my Bardic tradition and felt the
draw of the Celts in my soul. And I
found a Grove of wonderful pagans who are loving and encouraging.
And what are the goals of the next year? I haven't firmed them up completely yet. But I do know I want to gain further insight
on my spiritual path. I do know I want
to be able to semi-retire and for Patti
and I to be able to travel. I know I
want to reclaim financial health. I want
to reclaim all that has been lost through illness and circumstance. So I will spend the next few days seeking
clarity on how to sow the seeds for the next year.
Blessed Mabon, everyone.
May you be blessed as you sow.
May you be blessed as you reap.
May you learn the lessons set aside for you. May you find insight, and wisdom, and peace
in the coming year.
