Today is the December solstice: the winter solstice in my hometown Northern hemisphere, summer in the Southern.
Persephone and her Pomegranate
The millenia-old story of Persephone and her pomegranate, in all their incarnations, strikes me as a deeper analogy this Winter. Persephone was abducted, held hostage in hell, and starved. Only under this extreme duress did she eat anything she was offered: a few seeds of the pomegranate to stave her hunger.
I can relate to "being held hostage in hell". I feel as though I've endured six years of it. I know others do, as well.