"In a Seasonal Rite, the invocation is connected with a special time of year,
with the cyclic movements of the celestial bodies and with the climatic changes
of the earth. For those living in a town, cut off from nature in her wild form,
even the visualising of Stonehenge and the Polar stars at the Winter Solstice
brings food for the soul, a reminder of past incarnations, a harmony with nature
spirits. When a group gathers for a seasonal festival, even in a small room,
affinity is realised with the cosmos. Above is not a mere plaster ceiling with
an electric light bulb suspended from it - but the starry glory of the heavens.
Behind the television set is the mystery of the setting sun: beyond the radiator
is the radiance of the circumpolar stars: by the door may be felt the influence
of the centre of our galaxy, near Vega, the Weaver Maid. And mighty Orion is
rising below the sitting-room carpet, as he chases Taurus, and in turn is
followed by the Star of Isis now below the earth." (Olivia Robertson from
the book, "Dea.")
(The Inner Sun painting by Olivia Robertson, Foundation Center Temple, Ireland.)
