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The Seasons of a Woman: Harvest Queen


Harvest Queen 


The Harvest Queen represents the Autumn Equinox, also known as the celebration of Mabon.  The light and the dark are in balance on the equinox, and as the days unfold the darkness begins to overcome the light.  We celebrate our harvests, and then come the days of contemplation.  Wisdom emerges from our depths into our conscious minds, and if we fully accept this upwelling of knowing from within, we enter a time of new strength, preparing ourselves as we become, day by day, one who understands grace.   


Celebrating the Autumn Equinox  

She who has matured through her seasons, from infancy and childhood to maiden, thence to mother, and as she ascends her Autumn Throne, her crops are fully grown.  She has earned her crown.

The left half of the painting represents the end of summer, and the fullness of nature, and that of a woman fully matured.

The right half of the painting represents the beginning of autumn; the beginning of the fall ... the very beginning of the descent into the darkness of winter as the days grow shorter.  The face begins to show the signs of gravity as the skin tissues begin to relax, almost imperceptibly at this point, but like the sunflower, in the fullness of maturity the head begins to lower ... and thus ... the giving of bounty over a lifetime does begin to take its toll.

She is in her full power, aware of all she has given, all she has accomplished, knowing she has more to give.  Yet her bones are beginning to feel the chill. As the energy shifts she begins so slow down, aware of new opportunities open to her.

She has learned so much; she has so much wisdom to share now.  

She is more patient, more reflective.  

This is a time of richness:  the time of the Harvest. 

Harvest Queen Painting by Jean Caspers, 2019

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