The End of Summer

This weekend is Labor Day.  I've always seen it as the official end of summer.  Though here in the south school has started for a lot of kids already, in Michigan I always remember going back to school after Labor Day.  It was a real shift in consciousness.  Labor Day meant Autumn was mere days away. 

Now the anticipation of Fall means so much to me.  It has always been my favorite season.  It is the season of Halloween, my favorite holiday.  This weekend is Dragon*Con which is kind of like my adult version of the last hurrah of the summer. Next weekend starts NFL Football season, which I love.  It is also the season where Persephone returns to her underworld palace to be with her husband.  She is often referred to as the Goddess of Spring, as in popular culture it is thought that her return is the catalyst for the return of the flowers and trees.  But I have always connected to her as the Goddess of Autumn.  It is when she descends into the Underworld that she discovers her own power. 

Approaching the Autumn Equinox will also be the first anniversary of this blog.  I has been a devotional project for me.  I love sharing deep thoughts on the Goddess as well as recipes and poems and stories.  I love journeying with Persephone throughout the seasons. 

I think this song, Le Ballet d'Or by Counting Crows, really captures the sense of Autumn in the air. 

Wasted time running scared

When all a love needs is to be believed in

All those Springs come and gone

Past like trains and boxcars leaving

But I would be lying

If I didn't tell you the truth

They will leave you

They will leave you

So come now

Let's go dance to siren's song

Come now

Leave your damage behind and gone

Some are lost to you

Wasted time running scared

All that I need is to believe in something like a Summer

And I know you need somebody just like I do

And all these foxes go down in their barrows to hide

They will leave you

They will leave you behind

So come now

Let's go dance to the siren's song

Come now

Leave your damage behind and gone

Just come now

Let's go to the dance floor

Come now

Lose your mind at Le Ballet d'Or

Some are lost

Some are leaving

Some are lost

Some are leaving

But I'm not going at all

I'm not going anywhere at all

Some are lost to you

We've wasted time running scared

Now Autumn's fire is ashes on the breeze

And it spins away like dust on pearls

As winter comes to usher in the evening

But all of these drummers go stand

on their hillsides alone

They will leave you

They will leave you alone

So come now

Let's go dance to siren's song

Come now

Leave your damage behind and gone

So come now

Let's go down to the dance floor

Come now

Lose your mind at Le Ballet d'Or

Just come now

Let's get out while the getting's good

Come now

There's no one left in the neighborhood