find that the fertile times in Australia are from March through May
(which is a false spring, our rainy time). June and July are the time
of rest and quiet strength, where the earth has prepared itself for
the blossoming of spring, but is now having a quiet contemplative
time. From late July to August we have the blossoming forth of spring,
where native plants flower and birds start gathering nesting material.
Then we enter into the height of spring in September. October is the
last flush of spring, which carries through to the middle of November.
From there it is the burning time until February. These cycles are
based on Australian native plants and trees; European imports lost
their leaves in June/July and follow an abbreviated northern cycle.
people keep the Northern Hemisphere myth cycle and do not reverse
the story of the Goddess and the God; in England winter is the killing
time; in Australia it is also in December at midsummer. Thus the
flavour of the myth is similar, but opposite. However, as we don@#146;t
really have a winter and our barren time is so long, this doesn@#146;t
really fit comfortably with the place. I also find that summer saps
my energy. The thing I celebrate at summer solstice is the beginning
of shorter days, where I can look forward to regaining energy at
the end of February, early March. Thus I feel, personally, that
the time of fertility is around May, with the next 2 months being
a time of consolidation and contentment. I cannot reconcile this
personal feeling with the myth of the year we bring with us from
our cultural heritage in the north.
the Mediterranean mythic cycles of return may be more at home here
in Australia, where they too had three seasons and a similar climate.
Maybe we could look at the myths and see how they may be adapted
I tend to work with Earth forces, I have to fit in with what is
happening in the earth itself. However, other people work with the
dance of sun and moon. For them, the sun is born in winter and reaches
its zenith at summer solstice and that seems to work fine; however,
if you work with earth forces the myth cycle doesn@#146;t match
up. In this case, the myth cycle can be seen as a personal and psychological
allegory, but not one that is tied to real seasonal changes or what
the earth is doing.
talking to another pagan, it was suggested that Australian pagans
write down some kind of myth that fits in with what@#146;s happening
in our country with the seasons and the earth forces and what is
happening in the sky. I, myself feel that for the God to be born
in winter, then he must only be in the womb of the mother for two
to three months because I cannot see anything fertile in the mother
in summer and even looking at statistics of deaths, there are more
deaths in summer. This is even discounting murders and road toll
and accidents. The statistical increase just takes into account
heart attacks, old people dying (also a thing of the crone), more
childbirth deaths and young people with heat exhaustion and heart
attacks, which reaffirms the role of the crone in this season.
would be interesting to hear other people@#146;s ideas on mythic
cycles and the seasonal changes in your area. As we have only been
in this country for 200 years, we have yet to make our own mythic
connection with the place and if this is begun now, with new respect
for the land, we will have something valuable to pass on to the
future. Maybe in another 200 years there will be a workable reconnection
with the spirit of this place.
the Old Gods of Europe, I feel the only God who really made the
passage is Pan. I cannot identify the mother as being cognate with
any particular European entity, however some people have said she
is a dark goddess here. I don@#146;t believe that. She is a very
creative Goddess. Here flowers here are among the most delicate
and beautiful in the world. She is beautiful and delicate and faerie
wild but she is also arid and terrible and burns very brightly.
is a land of extremes and therefore any Gods who chose to reside
here were volatile crises gods/goddesses. It is a land of drought
and flood. When she cies, she doesn@#146;t know whwn to stop and
when she is the crone she withdraws completely into aridity and
it is a sudden change. When he burns, he burns for a very long time
and she hides her face from him.
bones shine through the earth in bright ribbons of colour and he
glimmers in the light on the waters.
mythic alternative here is the sun woman/ moon man image of Koori
spirituality. Here she is the bright terrible lady and he is the
healer. He is the ribbon of lakes and streams and waterways which
support life and she is the bright terrible goddess of the deep
earth, volcanoes and sudden natural cataclysm.
is a place of extremes, of living on the edge of change and both
Goddess and God dance the fierce cycle of life, death and rebirth.
It is not a benevolent or fertile country and not one where a gentle
earth mother cherishes us. Here, we must not leave out the crisis
gods who stand at the pivotal point of sudden, often initiatory,