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Monday is the most hated day. It signals a return to work, which for many is just five days of constant, stress-filled hell until the next weekend comes around. But Saturday is often so full of chores, errands, and activities that it cannot be fully enjoyed. And many do not even find relaxation on Sunday as religious obligations, hangovers, sporting events, and the dread of Monday will not allow it. But has it always been like this?
Absolutely not.
Monday was once Moon-day. Just as Saturday and Sunday were once Saturn-day and Sun-day (obvious enough). All three of these heavenly bodies have had various forms of worship on Earth throughout the history of humankind. They have been observed and marveled at by all ages of people as they have always provided the light in the darkness. But their worship has been divided. The descendents of the Sun cults still worship on its day, regardless of the name they are using to address their deity. Others are part of once-Saturnian cults that still worship the ringed planet on its day. (Like Walter from The Big Lebowski. The Jesus reacting.)
So why has the moon been neglected? Because it represents the feminine. And it is the symbol of Isis, Shiva, and Islam. All of these things represent a challenge to those who wear the rings of Saturn upon their heads, whether literally or figuratively. The once powerful feminine has been perverted and reduced to material form. Isis and Athena have been subjugated by men in power who turned her into Mary, who was nothing more than a vessel for God, and then later converted her into the statues of Columbia, Lady Liberty, and Blind Justice. All that has been left for the women of our age to look to for guidance is our corrupted version of the morally bereft Aphrodite. (As well as the pants-suit wearing, aggressive, non-feminine Hillary Clinton.)
This is why on Presidents Day we should not worship the living and dead corpses of old, rich white men. Rather, we should consider some of the feminine attributes that would have made these men truly wise. We should remember that our ancestors looked upon the moon every night with awe and fascination feeling the pull of its gravity upon the spirit. And we should do the same. We can turn off the TV, turn off our voices, forget about our worries, and go sit upon the earth as spirits experiencing the beauty of the universe, with the moon as our guide.
We can hate Manday, but we should never hate Moon Day.
