Wednesday, February 25, 2009

Persephone -Spring of our lives

The Goddess Persephone
The god Hades fell in love with Persephone daughter of Demeter and Zeus, and after receiving her father's approval for her hand in marriage, he abducted her. Hades took Persephone to his underworld kingdom and made her his queen.
Meanwhile, her mother, the goddess Demeter, devastated and anguished about her husband's betrayal of their daughter, caused absolute chaos on earth. All flora ceased to be. Without nature- animals and man were dying. Zeus finally agreed to bring back his daughter in order to save mankind.
Persephone missed her mother but had fallen in love with Hades; knowing that if she were to eat while in the underworld she would not be allowed to return to earth, she accepted a gift of a Pomegranate from Hades (Pomegranates are a symbol of you know what that means!)- forsaking her chance to return to earth, but Hades shows kindness and agrees to have Persephone accompany him in the underworld for only four months out of the year (winter) and the rest of the year, she is allowed to reside on earth. Thus, each year as Persephone leaves to join her husband in the underworld, the goddess Demeter grieves, bringing on cold, barren winters. When Persephone returns in the Spring Demeter celebrates with beauty all around!
How can we relate to Persephone?
Do you wonder why life seems to take us through cycles which often include a season of 'darkness' (difficulties, grief etc.)? Persephone teaches us there is much value to looking around and learning from our 'dark seasons'. Persephone although abducted, does not remain a victim-she learns in order to grow -her mind is open to possibilities (indeed, falls in love with her abductor). In our darkest 'seasons' we can learn to gather our self and begin to consciously look around and into the shadow; we can trust God/the Divine will help us learn what is needed from the experience, open to new growth and wisdom. When we are renewed and transformed in this way we can enjoy inner peace and live in greater knowledge. Of course, this does not mean that dark times are easy, but we can search for the wisdom found in our sojourns to the underworld/dark seasons of our life, we can aim to have our sources of life and love strengthened, bringing renewal and hope to ourselves and to those around us . . we can indeed be living proof that growth and hope Spring forth from the darkest seasons in our lives.


Howling Caterpillars said...

I had a teacher in High School who related the Pomegranate story.

I believe the tale of Persephone also relates to the darkness in all of us.

Ana Cristina said...

Precioso. Love the story of Persephone. i've always seen it from Demeter's perspective though. Persephone is usually passive. This was an interesting take.

Claudia Olivos and Sergio OlivosM said...

Thank you both! Part of what I love about this process I am engagin in of drawing the Goddesses, then learning about them is that I can formulate a meaning from the myth. There are many, many perspectives and opinions of what we are to learn/what we can read into the myths... and I adore learning about the myth as purely as I can find it- and then see what the Goddess herself "says" to me! :)

Cris Melo, of said...

I had suggested Kali, but it seems she might be too dark for this series. Plus, she's a Hindu goddess.

I need to study mythology so badly. I started reading about Mercury last week. It's my ruling planet.

Kathy Crabbe said...

LOVE your Persephone painting - esp. how you've depicted her nipples - I would also love to see her as a greeting card too!

libramoon said...

Persephone's Worlds

I have wandered far from thoughtless girlhood,
am a woman, a Queen
in my own right
Yet I am treated with the expectations
of a mindless child
in my mother's summer home.
The Gods are all agog with Zeus,
fickle, abrasive, free to take full stance
above the laws he so imperiously commands.
My Dark King is so much more a man,
sincere, deeply feeling, committed to his realm,
compassionate, if not always kind.
Yet, here I must obey the crowd,
displaying charm and grace
in haute couture, making small, insipid
conversation with the socialites
decorating Zeus' lawn parties.
Up here, life is meaningless,
All flash and doggerel
to amuse, O', do entertain us
So tiring to endure the ennui.
Those not privy to opulent entitlement,
relegated to the dregs of servitude, or less
endure for their time, brutal, painful, short,
for no good reason.
I hear their horrid tales,
back in my rightful place and purpose.
Shrunken souls, shriveled by life time hungers
still growling beyond the grave.
I am balm and wise mother.
At last they matter, their stories opening in me
a marvelous passageway through which they are
taken into paradise.
My life above, the petulant daughter,
the pampered goddess spawn,
I endure coldly.
Summer's trivialities, properly obedient to
rituals of the socially conditioned
know nothing of my true life
under Winter's glory.

(c) November 23, 2007 Laurie Corzett/libramoon

Claudia Olivos and Sergio OlivosM said...

Thank you so much for sharing this LibraMoon!'
Awe-some and BeautyFull!