Just like last year, today in Neos Alexandria is the feast of the Epiphany of Aion, described as follows:
Epiphanios of Eleutheroupolis records that on this date in Alexandria the birth of Aion from Kore was celebrated in her temple. It was a pannukhis or all night vigil in which the celebrants spent the night in singing and dancing before descending at dawn to a hidden chamber to witness the birth of the god in silence.
I will not be able to do an all-night vigil in the god’s honor tonight, but I will certainly be making him offerings at a feast this evening…
It’s fascinating to me that the exact identity of this god, Aion, and whether or not the one celebrated on this occasion is “the same as” the Mithraic lion-headed god, and whether the latter has connections to gnosticism and/or to Chnoubis, whether Aion is the Graeco-Egyptian form of the quasi-Zoroastrian Zurvan, and whether Aion is connected to or is a form of a great many other deities, are all still open questions.
Nonetheless, a poem for Aion on this day!
The Epiphany of Aion
Blessed are you, Kore in Alexandria,
for on this night you bring forth–
a mystery not known elsewhere–
the child Aion, from darkness into light.
But who is the “father” of the god? From whence
has he had his conception in Hades?
And of what aspect will he become known
amongst the children of Prometheus?
Will he come holding the keys of the cosmos,
or wrapped in a serpent like the strings of stars?
Will he wear a lion’s head upon his shoulders
or spread out his wings like the dome of the heavens?
Will he be a child like the other gods,
precocious though ever-youthful in appearance?
Or, like Athena, will he spring full-grown
from the womb of his mother? Or, will it be
not even a “he” or a “she” that is born, this child?
Will Aion be both male and female, or of another sort?
They are questions we ask of every age that arrives,
and every god of each age that arrives in time as well.
The only answers are in staying awake and observant,
vigilant throughout the hours of travail and eventual birth,
visible only with eyes and ears that have not known sleep
and are ready to encounter whatever the night brings forth.
Khaire Aion! Khaire Kore!