Celebrating the return of The Maiden, of Kore, She-Who-Comes-Again. Persephone returns to the above world, trailing flowers in her wake, smiling warmth and radiant youth on the land.
She is one of the most spectacular deities in her dual role of balancing life and death, the One who walks the circle and leads us in ongoing transformation. I dispel the myth of her raped-and-stolen story and allow her to embrace her destiny as the Sacred Bride, not to have her sacrifice be diminished by rumors of victimization. She is not running home to her mother, crying upon her forced return to the world below. She rises with Spring and flings her arms wide, and then descends with Winter all-gathered in her dark embrace. (for more on my murmurings on Persephone's mysteries, read here...)
And so, I hail the Ineffable Maiden, and welcome her footsteps, with "Persephone Rising".