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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Autumn is at once symbolic of plenty, ripening, harvest, and abundance; and, at the same time, a symbol of letting go, decay, decline, old age, and even death, with associations of things being past their prime. In classical Greek mythology, the goddess of autumn was Carpo, who was part of the Horae or Hours, three goddesses who were the offspring of Zeus and Aphrodite and represented the three seasons: Spring (Thallo), Summer (Auxo) and Autumn (Carpo). Winter didn’t get a goddess not just because the Greeks wanted to preserve the magic number of three and make the group a triad. They didn’t recognize winter as a season at all. (Who knew?!) Carpo didn’t play a major role in Greek mythological stories, however — not like the keeper of order himself, Zeus. But she was relevant because she and the other sisters of the seasons are tangentially connected to Zeus through three of his other daughters, also called Horae: Eunomia (law), Dike (justice), and Eirene (peace). Beyond Carpo's role and appearance in sculptures as a beautiful young woman in robes, there's no other information about her Auxo took her throne a few months ago, but now Carpo challenges crown Carpo soon forgets the warming days of summer and slowly lets go through the winter months Thallo sleeps in her chambers waiting patiently The next time you step into a forest, take a look around, breathe, and envision the world as moved by living, conscious spirits. Each ash, conifer, oak, and laurel tree is governed by a melia, hamadryad, or other wood spirit that dwells in the trees, embodies them, and watches your every step. The same goes for every pond, stream, frog in the underbrush, mote of pollen in the air, and acorn crushed underfoot. The entire world, in fact — from the dome of the sky to the plane of the earth — is alive, interconnected, and part of a single family of sometimes disharmonious, but ultimately unified, gods and entities. (Information from grunge.com)
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