Mabon is the border between the light and dark halves of the year, the Autumnal Equinox. The day and night are in balance, but ready to tip over into darkness. It is a time of quiet, thanks, and introspection.
The light is slowly fading, the days are becoming shorter. The leaves on the trees are less dense and have lost their shiny, green lustre. The days are no longer hot, but a comfortable medium. The nights are noticeably cooler. Jumpers, socks and electric blankets are being brought out of storage. The leaves have begun to turn, but we won’t see the full splendor of autumn for another month or so.
Mabon is a time to give thanks for all that we have, and all that has been achieved throughout the year. It is the time of the second harvest, summer fruits and vegetables are picked and preserved for the winter ahead. In my area, Mabon kicks off the beginning of the apple and grape harvests.
The Goddess mourns her lover, he who sacrificed himself for the life of the crops, the abundance of another year. Although she mourns him, she carries within her his seed. She is pregnant with the young God, who will, once again, be reborn at Yule. As her Maiden aspect turns away, the God in her belly, we will soon see her Crone aspect, the old, wise woman she is soon to become.
I love this time of year. I love to get out and about with my camera, Autumn being the most photogenic season of the year. Autumn is so beautiful, the Earth cloaked in her robes of red and gold. The cooler weather is a relief from the hot, dry days of summer. The Autumn rains arrive, wetting the parched earth. Finally, the grass grows, the paddocks are green and lush.
Mabon, in essence, is about balance. Balance between light and dark, wet and dry, hot and cold.
Mabon is middle ground, a border between summer and winter, youth and age, life and death.