I’m convinced that if beauty can be found in it, there is a goddess dedicated to it.
In springtime, we are surrounded by youth, love, and light. Fertility symbols and flowers bearing fruit. I Imagine taking a bite of the first fruit from my father’s plum tree and the juice dripping from my lips and onto my shirt cueing a disapproving head shake from my mother. Or myself among a group of naked children on my granny’s back porch, spitting out watermelon seeds to the ground below.
Now, I’m experiencing my first real spring here in Chiang Mai, Thailand. I say real because now I know someone that is connected to the earth here, connected to the trees, and instinctively knows the time of year when the wind blows the strongest and the sun shines the brightest. I’ve picked berries, flowers, and fruits I’d never known before and to me these new sights, and tastes are magical.
Flora is a Roman Goddess of springtime and flowers. Karpos, her offspring, symbolizes her fertility as he is the God of fruit. Here is some of her poetry:
‘I enjoy perpetual spring: the year always shines, trees are leafing, the solid always fodders. I have a fruitful garden in my dowered fields, fanned by breezes, fed by limpid fountains. My husband filled it with well-bred flowers, saying : “Have jurisdiction of the flower, goddess.” I often wanted to number the colours displayed, but could not : their abundance defied measure. As soon as the dewy frost is cast from the leaves and sunbeams warm the dappled blossom, the Horae (Seasons) assemble, hitch up their coloured dresses and collect these gifts of mine in light tubs.
~ Ovid, Fasti 5.193
Oshun isn’t necessarily a springtime Goddess, but she does preside over sweetness, love, and fertility. One of the things I find amusing about her is that she is present for the sensual nature of fertility and seduction, but leaves everything past that to her more nurturing sister, Yemaya.
My full Oshun photoset will be sent to you level 2 and up patrons on Tuesday, May 1st, but in the meantime, I hope you enjoy my small ode to springtime and I will leave you with a quote from the author I’m currently reading:
“And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom.” ~Anais Nin