Ostara Approacheth… 2014

That is what my husband would say!

Anyway… I would like to share with you the other half of the Wiccan deity, the God.  Because women hold up half the sky does not mean the other half is not tended to, and crumbles to the ground.  The Sabbat holidays, according to the Tradition that I am studying in, belong to the God.  The Goddess has Esbats, or full moon rituals, and the God gets the 8 Sabbats.  Pretty fair, I would think.  However, I run into two problems.  First, Sabbat lore is dedicated to the Goddess.  Ostara and Imbolg are two that come immediately to mind.  Finding material to share with my kids on the God is hard, finding information to share regarding the God during Sabbats is harder.  The second problem I run into is the attitude of the broader Goddess community, which I find is a lack of interest in, or concern for, striking a balance between the two deities.  I’m not one for telling my kids that the God does not matter, it’s all about the Goddess.  I know two kids would look me straight in the eye and say RADISHES! (our word for b*ll sh*t), why even bother telling us there is a God if there is nothing to talk about, or that he does not matter.

So I would like to share with you an Ostara tale for the God to share with your loved ones this Ostara, brought to you by WhisperingWorlds.com:

The God at Ostara

The God of Springs is the young God, playful and joyful, the trickster. He is the spirit of everything that is joyful, light, and changeable. Born at Winter Solstice, nurtured at Imbolc, now he’s like a young and mischievous child, still wild and new. He is raw, creative energy that has not yet been harnessed, tamed, civilized. He sees with clear eyes and does not hesitate to announce that the emperor is naked. He deflates the pompous and laughs at self-importance.

The trickster is an important spirit power in many earth-based cultures. To many of the Native American tribes, he is Coyote. To the First Nations of the Northwest Coast, he is Raven, who creates the world. In parts of West Africa, he is Elegba, the small child-God who as a point of light constantly runs circles around the universe. To early African-Americans, he is Brer Rabbit, who tricks his way out of trouble.

In European earth-based traditions, he is the Fool of the Tarot, who leaps blithely off a cliff as he follows a butterfly, yet always lands on his feet, because he takes himself lightly. He is spirit taking the plunge into matter, idea manifesting as form. He is Robin Goodfellow, shape shifter and wood sprite, child of the Faery King. He comes to us in the springs when all of nature is shifting and changing: seeds poking out sprouts, butterflies emerging from cocoons, tadpoles growing legs and turning into frogs.
We celebrate him on the Spring Equinox, but of course, his proper holiday comes shortly after, on April Fool’s Day. In his honor, we play tricks on one another.

 

Happy Ostara Everyone!

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