All around me the earth is greening, dripping, receiving new life.
I must invent new colors of paint to capture this verdancy on canvas. I feel inside the flow of nature; I feel one with the fecundity of the earth. Ah spring—who doesn’t feel the impulse of new life at this time of year? On my walk this afternoon, I watched several pairs of hummingbirds courting. The females watched from branches, commenting on the males’ aerial acrobatics. I wanted to be that hummingbird, zipping up and looping into the bright sky, then plunging down, hoping to dazzle. It just looked like so much fun!
This weekend I’m inspired to share what I know about key symbols of spring. Today I’ll talk about eggs, and tomorrow I’ll deal with rabbits. It’s well known that most christian holidays and symbols derive from earlier pagan celebrations, so I think it’s useful to examine those. (And for me, as a lifelong pagan, this is my spiritual path.)
Even the name Easter is a spin on Ostara, the Goddess of Spring and the Dawn (also Oestre or Eastre).

At this season of renewal and the return of the light, it’s no surprise that Ostara is a fertility goddess. As birds lay their eggs in spring, they also represent fertility, as do baby ducks and chickens, so prevalent in Easter décor. In ancient Europe, eggs were used in rituals to assure a woman’s ability to bear children. Even now, healers in the Appalachian mountains will use eggs to predict the gender of a child by spinning an egg from a string over the belly of a pregnant woman.
Many cultures, notably in Eastern Europe and Russia, offer elaborately decorated eggs as gifts. They believe the eggs will bring prosperity and abundance in the coming year. Sadly, egg hunts began in Europe during the Burning Times (literally the witch hunts), when it was no longer safe to openly practice the indigenous beliefs and customs of healers and herbalists and pagans—which simply means people of the country. So to preserve their traditions, followers of Ostara hid the eggs and made a child’s game out of it. Even that benign tradition may have led to punishment for the adults involved. Today’s sugary eggs are not that far removed from this centuries-old tradition.
By eating eggs, heathens also believed they would internalize the qualities associated with the symbolic food—in this case rebirth, fertility and abundance. This same notion inspired the concept of communion.
A related and equally potent spring symbol for me is the birdnest. As someone who is devoted to my home and has an intense nesting impulse year ‘round, these exquisite creations are each tiny miracles of design and inventiveness. One of my favorite stories is that my great grandmother used to save the hair from her hairbrush all winter, and in spring she would pin it to her clothesline for the birds to spirit away. Later, nests all over the area could be seen with silky, shimmering silvery linings.
What I like to do is bond with nesting birds, and in my much clumsier way, each spring I fashion a nest from whatever grasses and twigs and feathers I find that year. Here is one I made from lichen covered willow. I place my nest on my spring altar and set into it eggs that symbolize my newest projects for the year.
This creates a permanent visual meditation in my home and keeps me focused on my goals.
CONTEMPLATIONS
• Do you have a strong nesting impulse?
• Is it reinvigorated in spring?
• What do eggs mean to you?
• What new projects would you like to begin or reinfuse with spring energy?
So savor your chocolate eggs and think about the ancients who did not enjoy our freedoms, who had to hide their religion in the guise of simple games. I send you blessings from Ostara…may her pink, cherry blossom light infuse your life with renewed joy and energy.
MEDITATION VIDEO
Here’s lighthearted Ostara video to put you in a spring mood.
What spring traditions do you enjoy? I’d love for you to share them below.




























April 11th, 2009 at 4:19 pm
YOU ARE AMAZING! I really need to connect with all of this in much more meaningful, deeper way…I am too caught up in the realities of daily life…it seems as if I can only find the beauty of all these things you photograph, create, write through the internet…it saddens me and yet when I see a post like this there is a thrill that goes through me! My home is full of bird’s nests…I’m looking at some right now as I type this…and I adore Ostara…I meditate with her a lot…I love feathers, and collect them, and they too are all over the house…sitting here and there…eggs…what can I say about eggs…I have a lot of those too…abandoned eggs from abandoned nests…I collect books about birds, bird eggs, bird nests…One of the most romantic gifts I ever received was a real bird’s nest sitting on the kitchen table for me when I awoke one morning…I’ve always wanted to make my own personal “nest” full of all the things I love…Thank you for posting all of these WONDERFUL sources of inspiration…please don’t stop…it is a gift for all of us…
April 11th, 2009 at 4:29 pm
Thanks for your continued support, Pinwheel Girl. It seems to me that you DO appreciate the beauty & bounty of nature. You take the time to collect all these lovely reminders; all that you seem to be missing is more time to contemplate & enjoy them & open to their deeper meaning in your life. There are important reasons why we bring such things home with us–we NEED these objects from nature indoors to keep the connection alive, to remind us to get back outdoors as often as possible. Even in the suburbs of Chicago, you can dig your toes into grass, catch sight of a robin, inhale the scent of a narcissus waving in the breeze. ~Oriana
April 13th, 2009 at 8:56 am
I love -
“each spring I fashion a nest from whatever grasses and twigs and feathers I find that year. Here is one I made from lichen covered willow. I place my nest on my spring altar and set into it eggs that symbolize my newest projects for the year.
This creates a permanent visual meditation in my home and keeps me focused on my goals.”
Absolutely beautiful! and what a wonderful practise - I found this very inspiring - thank you.
April 14th, 2009 at 4:56 pm
Thanks Susannah, It’s very humbling to attempt to make a bird nest, and I have 10 fingers to help me! It is a great chance to meditate on nesting as one weaves the strands in and out, up and over and into something new. Never did get the hang of spitting mud onto the whole thing though to cement it!
~Oriana