the harvest and the fruits gathered. The pregnant woman. This
must imply patience and the capacity to wait. Gathering in. Perhaps
letting go is a challenge to her.
about for a man? Like Cancer she seems so very feminine. In Italian
Virgo is The Virgin. This must be connected to the Mother. The
Mother of Life. She gives birth to the male, and in her shadow
form she will devour him. In that sense the male is growing within
her. She needs to externalise him.
the virgin birth symbolises the spiritual birth. The second birth.
She is the Goddess, the queen of the land, the earth but she also
births the spirit.
the mother. Holding, looking after, loving, protecting. The harvest,
fruits of a lifetime. Mine, She said, were not material fruits
but were in essence like the dew in the morning, the mists clinging
to the hills and the sunlight warming the earth. They are very
valuable She said, and just as the outer harvest gives people
their bread, so yours offers the inner jewels of wisdom and love.
The precious qualities of the Mother. Not just her personal child
but to others in general. The open heart, the understanding, the
listening ear, the ready smile. The Mother qualities.
gather in means to harvest all that one has sown and grown. Beautiful
things and painful things. To bring them into the store house
for the winter or inner season. Some things will bring nourishment
and strength like the corn reaped for bread, whilst other things
will have more of a bitter flavour and will promote reflection
and understanding. Still others will burn and prick like the thistles
caught amongst the grain. These too should be gathered in and
allowed to cool down so that one can get close to them without
is the great harvester. In a way She stands at the end of the
year. The great Mother who receives from the past and transforms
into the future.
yes She is for no mortal man is needed here to create a future
life, only the dreams, attitudes and actions from the past.
a glimpse of you to create an image, a bridge. You who stand at
the turning point of the year. You who gather in the harvest be
it from the earthly fields of corn, the orchards of fruit or the
nuts and berries of the woods or be it from the inner fields of
inspiration and creation. Fruits of lessons learned or wisdom
plucked from the tree of life. You gather in with pride and joy
offering encouragement and nourishment or else with sadness and
compassion offering healing and strength.
is no weak lady, her strength is such as can harvest in both joy
and pain. She stands at the gate of winter so that all that is
harvested will be used to nourish during the cold months ahead.
of the earth newly ploughed after the harvest. Gold of the ripe
corn rippling like ocean waves in the autumn sun.. Dark rose of
the berries and hips, the first tinge of turning leaves. White
of the virgin birth, conceived of the fruits of past actions.
Grey of the stormy skies, the wet stones and the smoke from the
first fires. The harvest moon The blood red of the virgin moon.
Blood red.. squeezing out the last drops, getting rid of all the
clutter and getting right down to the last drops that contain
the very essence of something. That is the seed.. that is what
will lie dormant through the winter months till spring and the
new light bring it into life. The sweat, the blood, she gathers
in to sort and order what is needed for life to go on.....................