Vernal Equinox Rituals and egg – In the early time, the people started to believe that the egg is the symbol of the humanity and its essential parts of life. If we are talking about the Spring Equinox, then, Vernal Equinox Rituals and egg Eggs still holds enormous significance in many cultures and signals the integrated factor of the vernal season or spring: fertility, birth, growth, and eternity. During the time period of equinox, the handling of eggs has become one of the principle influences that are still considered as the part of the practices of the spring ritual across the time and various cultures. In the ancient time, countries like Persia, Egypt, Greece and Rome, the dyed red eggs were given to the people as the gift of the Spring Festival. Even, still in Greece, people celebrate the Easter by tapping the hard- boiled egg. They believe that the egg survives the go around without cracking, brings luck for the specific person who holds it. Not only in these countries but also in the ancient China, the Chinese believe in the customs that says that standing a raw egg on the end part of it at the commencement time of the Spring brings good luck for the people. The rest of the year becomes good for all of them. Not only that, the Iranians also has a strong belief that the red eggs were exchanged and taken as the blessings of luck. This Spring Equinox is also celebrated by the people as the starting of New Year.
By all these lovely tokens September days are here, With summer’s best of weather And autumn’s best of cheer.
For the Fall of the year is more than three months bounded by an equinox and a solstice. It is a summing up without the finality of year’s end.
Easter occurs on different dates each year because, like the Jewish Passover, it is based upon the vernal equinox, that dramatic moment when the hours of the day-light and the hours of darkness at last draw parallel and then the light finally and triumphantly wins out. Thus Easter is always fixed as the first Sunday after the first full moon following the spring equinox. It’s a cosmic, solar, and lunar event as deeply rooted in religious traditions originating from sun-god worship as one could conceivably imagine.
Oh, what a catastrophe for man when he cut himself off from the rhythm of the year, from his unison with the sun and the earth. Oh, what a catastrophe, what a maiming of love when it was a personal, merely personal feeling, taken away from the rising and the setting of the sun, and cut off from the magic connection of the solstice and the equinox!
Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower.
Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it, and if I were a bird I would fly about the earth seeking the successive autumns.
People simplify ‘Apollonian’ into ‘mild’, and ‘calm’, and ‘cool’. But ‘Apollonian’ and ‘Dionysian’ are two sides of one coin–a nun kneeling in her cell, holding perfectly still, can be in ecstacy more frenzied than any priestess of Pan Priapus celebrating the vernal equinox.
You can cut all the flowers but you cannot keep spring from coming.
Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it.