Just as the Goddess and God join their energy to create, nurture and support new life, the alliance of the couple is based on companionship and compromise that will procreate, care for and train the young to exist within the community. The couple will enter an emotional, mature relationship with the pleasure of sexual drives. It is more than survival of our species, it is a way of life, of basic needs, a supporting partnership open to receive and ready to give. Both being a friend to one another while respecting and enhancing the separate roles.
A man is motivated by thought and appreciation. He thinks and then does with action expected and then needs the acknowledgement of gratitude for his action. A woman is motivated by her emotions and then she acts.
Be certain your choice of a suitor is worthy. They will be one to carry their equal share. Women are nurturers with mothering tendencies. With this quality some attract needy men because they can see the strength. Be sure he is a deserving consort worthy of your intimate love. One who would respect your individuality, your close family and friends, honoring the union, enjoying the love that can be shared by two opposites who understand the complexity in their differences. Acknowledge and appreciate the effort made from potential suitors who try to make them happy. Action is his way to let you know the love is real.
Imitating the union by hand-fasting, the couple honor the God and Goddess sacred alliance. They will accept and celebrate the whole scheme of the universe. The sun, the male force, the consort to the Moon, the Lady, the female force reflecting his energy, both separate yet equal in importance.
The two exchanged vows to a mutual promise in their faith in one another. “Wilt thou respect, be a faithful loyal friend, to assist in positive emotional state, aiding to regenerate in the physical world, supporting while spiritually evolving
The stones the groom may make his choice from to offer to his love as a symbol of his devotion. Aquamarine, a lucky stone to ensure a happy union; emerald, to ensure constancy and openness between two; garnet, to ensure constancy; rose quartz, to encourage feelings of love, loyalty in long term relationships; diamond, to ensure luck, avoiding the evil eye.
Infatuation is the sense of desperation. A fleeting desire; hormones raging; aroused and willing, without thinking; an urgency, can’t be without; a sexual bond, very little in common; turning a blind eye, not wanting to know too much; grasping or illusions surrounding the good times. When apart, you wonder if he or she is faithful, leading to actions resulting in regrets because you do things unbecoming to self.
Pan, a God of fertility, was a follower of Dionysus who reveled in mischief. He was a lord belonging to the Satyr, a tribe of creatures inhabiting the forest and mountains. In most myths Pan is portrayed as a merry man who was famous for the deals involving amorous affairs. He enticed other female satyrs as well as young nymphs to release their inhibitions for ecstasy which would be fleeting. Pan, at a young age, experienced rejection from his mother, the woman who was to love him unconditionally. Because of the parting he carried hidden resentment toward females. He treated each as objects for his lustful affections and no more.
When Pan was born his mother could not bear the sight of the child. In her arms she held to her a deformed baby. His head and torso were human with a slight slant upward in his eyes. Sharp pointed ears grew outward through strands of dark curly hair. Horns designed in the shape of a mountain goat grew from his head. To his mother’s disgust, her son’s legs were as hairy as a wild boar and feet matching the blueprint of a horse. She declared the boy appalling and in the dead of night she deserted Pan deep in the heart of the woods.
The deciding vote of the Goddess and God themselves spared his life. While growing he roamed finding the perfect environment designed for him to prosper. He took advantage of all the world had to offer with sheer abandonment. In Arcadia amongst the Grecian hills Pan dwelled sitting high in the shady cypress tree as a watchman that spent his days and nights guarding lonely shepherds and their lambs.
During the festival celebrations he charmed with boyish enthusiasm seducing and bedding maiden satyrs and young nymphs. Pan left behind many broken hearts. He abandoned all his conquests with an empty memory and single mothers to raise his unwanted children. He had a reputation for rushing into the lives of several demure nymphs who guarded the woods, flowers, trees and maintained the pools. In each situation Pan brought newness, an enthusiastic urgency to declare the union in oneness. Two nymphs are famous for managing to escape his sweet and strong seduction. Pitys, a watcher over the trees, avoided his snare by turning herself into a fir tree. He became bored waiting for her to change back and, unlike the others who easily succumbed to his exotic behavior, he sliced one bough from the tree and wore it in her honor.
The mountain nymph Sytrinx attracted Pan with her innocence, her shy and demure nature. While in hot pursuit the young nymph swiftly flew around the trees and bushes. She darted over the jagged rocks gliding down the riverbank till she disappeared forming herself into one of the tall swaying reeds. Pan searched then became bored. In a memorial, he cut several of the hollow stems in different lengths and then bound them together with twine. A sweet sound was released as he blew air above the open holes. Some say the song was as tender as the nymph herself.
by Elizabeth Barrett Browning.
What was he doing, the great god, Pan
Down in the reeds by the river?
Spreading ruin and scattering ban,
Splashing and paddling with hoofs of a goat,
And breaking the golden lilies afloat
With the dragon-fly on the river.
He tore out a reed, the great god Pan.
From the deep cool bed of the river.
The limpid water turbidly ran,
And the broken lilies a-dying lay,
And the dragon-fly had fled away,
Ere he brought it out of the river.
High on the shore sat the great god Pan,
While turbidly flowed the river;
And hacked and hewed as a great god can,
With his hard bleek steel at the patient reed,
Till there was not a sign of a loaf indeed
To prove it fresh from the river.
He cut it short, did the great god Pan,
(How tall it stood in the river!)
“The only way, since gods began
To make sweet music, they could succeed.”
Then, dropping his mouth to a hole in the reed,
He blew in power by the river.
Sweet, sweet, sweet, O Pan!
Piercing sweet by the river;
Blinding sweet, O great god Pan!
The sun on the hill forgot to die,
And the lilies revied, and the dragon-fly
Came back to dream by the river.
Yet half a beast is the great god Pan.
To laugh as he sits by the river,
Making a poet out of a man:
The true gods sign for the cost and pain -
For the reed which grows nevermore again
As a reed with the reeds in the river.