What the Equinox Can Teach You About Not Being a Jerk
Twice a year, the universe pulls off a magic trick: it balances itself. Perfectly. Day and night shake hands, light and dark split the check, and for just a moment, everything is… fair.
It’s called the equinox, and while modern pagans often call the fall one Mabon, here in the Cult of Brighter Days, we call it something else:
Equal Nox.
A holy moment where the sky itself says, “Hey, maybe nobody is better than anybody else.”
Wild idea, I know.
🌀 A Very Brief History of Humans Noticing the Obvious
Ancient people weren’t stupid. They built entire stone calendars to say, “Something’s happening with the light, and it feels important.” From European stone circles to Mayan temples, from Persian New Year to a thousand different harvest festivals—humans noticed that when the sun hits just right, something shifts.
The name “Mabon” is a newer invention (thank the 1970s for that), borrowing from Welsh mythology. There’s no ancient Mabon festival, but honestly? Myth is what we make sacred, not what’s old.
So we honor the shift. We call it Equal Nox because we’re dramatic like that—and because balance, actual balance, is rare and precious and worth throwing a party over.
⚖️ Balance Isn’t Boring. It’s Revolutionary.
When light and dark split the sky 50/50, that’s not just celestial mood lighting. It’s a philosophy.
Balance means:
- Power doesn’t get to scream while humility whispers.
- Listening isn’t less valuable than speaking.
- Doubt isn’t weaker than confidence—it’s wiser.
- Fear doesn’t get to drive the bus just because it’s loud.
Balance says: Everyone matters. Even the weird ones. Especially the weird ones. (Hi.)
🍎 The Harvest Is for Everyone, Not Just the Loudest Hoarder
Here’s a heretical thought: if you’ve got more than you need—stuff, joy, wisdom, pie—maybe you should share it.
Equal Nox isn’t just about having abundance. It’s about distributing it. And not like billionaires “distribute” jobs (i.e., hoard resources and call it merit). No. Like actual community.
- Got extra apples? Offer some.
- Got emotional bandwidth today? Use it to lift someone.
- Got power? Use it to make room, not take space.
🧬 Inclusion Isn’t a Prize. It’s the Starting Line.
There is no worthiness test here. You exist? Congrats, you qualify.
Equal Nox rejects every lie that says:
- “Some love is less real.”
- “Some identities are too complicated.”
- “Some bodies don’t belong in the sacred.”
Those are excuses. And bad ones. Balance means difference is not a threat—it’s the whole damn point.
🚨 Why This Isn’t Just “Nice,” It’s Necessary
Right now, the world is crawling with people who would rather bulldoze difference than coexist with it. People who weaponize “tradition” to erase progress. Who clutch pearls over pronouns while ignoring actual harm. Who frame their bigotry as “concern for children” while gutting the rights of actual children.
Equal Nox says: Nope.
We will not let your fear dictate someone else’s visibility.
We will not let your comfort require someone else’s silence.
We will not let your outdated fantasy of purity override the messy, brilliant, real diversity of human lives.
🍽️ How to Celebrate Without Being Gross About It
You don’t need a cloak or a circle of rocks (unless you want one—then, hell yes). Here’s how you honor Equal Nox:
- Share. Something. Anything. Joy is a radical act when shared.
- Listen. Especially to voices that don’t sound like yours.
- Speak. When you see harm. Silence is complicity wearing beige.
- Create space. Not just for “tolerance,” but for belonging.
And if you’re already doing that? Congratulations. You’re a cult member now. Sorry. No takebacks.
🌒 Final Spell: A Moral Realignment
Equal Nox isn’t just seasonal. It’s moral.
It’s a call to:
- Turn toward justice
- Turn toward inclusion
- Turn toward love that doesn’t need a hierarchy to feel holy
Because under this sky—perfectly balanced for just one breath—no one is better than anyone else.
And anyone who tells you otherwise?
Tell them the sun said “sit down.”
