Yesterday was mostly showers, raining hard for a few minutes and then slacking off all day long, eventually adding up to over 1/2 an inch, since it’s been steady all night. We’ve gotten 1/2 an inch of rain so far since midnight. It rolled in harder this morning than they had figured, so the afternoon should be dryer. Wind is at 13mph, 55F, clouds are at 300 feet. On the way to the shop the clouds were all tangled in the trees and dribbling steadily.
I spent most of yesterday asleep, it seems like. At about the time the newsletter went out we had some breakfast. I went to curl up with a book and dozed off and didn’t wake until 7:30pm! Tempus was sleepy, too.
We did get most of the chores done, eventually, although we didn’t get back to sleep until past 1am. Tempus ran out during the day and got stuff from the pharmacy and the shop. I did eventually spend a little time on writing. Other than that…. quiet day, but we needed it.
Today is a fun day for me. I get to cook! We’re heading for the shop, early, so’s to set up the turkey in the roaster, carrots in a crockpot and bread. It’s going to be just us and Sash, maybe his buddy, Josh, but the only thing on the agenda is hanging out together and cooking. 🙂
I hope you have a fun Thanksgiving!
Today’s Plant is Mugwort, Artemisia vulgaris. One of the Nine Herbs of the old Anglo-Saxon charm, this herb has many different uses from insect-repelling to flavoring beer. It’s a bad one for pregnant women to ingest since it can induce abortion, since it’s a mild poison, but it’s used as a medicinal for various complaints and as a food. Some of the traditional folk uses are: magical protection, to repel insects, especially moths, from gardens.,
as a remedy against fatigue, to protect travelers against evil spirits and wild animals. Feminine, Venus, Air/Earth – Magical uses: Clairvoyance, psychic dreams, astral projection, protection, strength. Place in the shoes for protection and to prevent fatigue on long journeys. The fresh leaves rubbed on a magick mirror or crystal ball will strengthen divinatory abilities. Mugwort is perhaps the most widely used Witches’ herb of all time. I love this drawing of it, because you can clearly see the differences between it and the other artemisias, like sagebrush or wormwood…. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nine_Herbs_Charm http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mugwort–
The first recorded strike took place among pyramid labourers, Egypt, November 23, 1170 BCE. They were striking over not having a living wage. Has anything changed? This probably was Khendjer’s pyramid in Saqquara, but I don’t have a lot more info. This pyramidon (the top stone on a pyramid) is from his pyramid.
They say the Pharaohs built the pyramids.
Do you think one Pharaoh dropped one bead of sweat?
We built the pyramids for the Pharaohs
and we’re building for them yet. – Anna Louise Strong
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Love & Light,
Today’s Astro & Calendar
Waxing Moon Magick – The waxing moon is for constructive magick, such as love, wealth, success, courage, friendship, luck or healthy, protection, divination. Any working that needs extra power, such as help finding a new job or healings for serious conditions, can be done now. Also, love, knowledge, legal undertakings, money and dreams. Phase ends at the Tide Change on 12/2 at 1:21pm. Waxing Crescent phase – Keywords for the Crescent phase are: expansion, growth, struggle, opportunity. It is the time in a cycle that you gather the wisdom learned in the new phase and communicate your intention to move forward. Light a candle. Write or read an affirmation. LISTEN & ABSORB. Commit to your goal. God/dess aspect: Maiden/Youth, energy and enthusiasm – Associated God/dess: Artemis & Apollo, Mayet/Djehuti, Freya/Frey. Phase ends at the Quarter on 11/26 at 9:03am.
And by about the 24th, Saturn stands closer over Mercury.
Does the Sun already seem to be setting about as early as it ever will? You’re right! We’re still a month away from the winter solstice — but the Sun sets its earliest around December 7th if you’re near latitude 40 north. And right now it already sets within about 3 minutes of that time. A surprising result of this: The Sun sets just about as early on Thanksgiving as on Christmas — even though Christmas is much closer to solstice time! This offset is made up for by the opposite happening at sunrise: the Sun doesn’t rise its latest until January 4th. Blame the tilt of Earth’s axis and the eccentricity of Earth’s orbit.
Venus, Mars, and Jupiter (magnitudes –3.9, +1.7, and –1.7, respectively) rise before or during dawn in the east-southeast. First up is Mars, the dimmest. As Mars gains altitude, find Spica below or lower left of it. Jupiter comes into view well to their lower left as dawn begins. Venus rises lower left of Jupiter as dawn grows bright. The separation of these two brightest planets is rapidly widening: from 5° on the morning of the 18th to 13° on the 25th. Jupiter is getting higher daily; Venus is sinking ever lower.
Goddess Month of Cailleach/Samhain runs from 10/31 – 11/27
Goddess Month of Astrea runs from 11/28 – 12/25
Celtic Tree Month of Ngetal/Reed Oct 28 – Nov 24
Celtic tree month of Ruis/Elder Nov 25 – Dec 22
Runic half month of Naudhiz/ Nyd /Nauthiz – November 13- 27 – Need-fire – Time to prepare for winter. Consciousness is the Necessity. “That which does not destroy me makes me stronger.” – Nietzsche Runic half-month of Isa/ Is November 28-12 Literally, ‘ice’: a static period. The time of waiting before birth. Nigel Pennick, The Pagan Book of Days, Destiny Books, Rochester, Vermont, USA, 1992, 1992
©2017 M. Bartlett, Some parts separately copyright
Celtic Tree Month of Ngetal/Reed Oct 28 – Nov 24 – nGéadal – (NYEH-dl), reed – The term “reed” is used with great imprecision in North America, but it is clear that the reed of the ogham is the common reed (Phragmites australis (Cav.) Trin. ex Steudel). This is a giant grass, with stems as high as 4 m (13 feet). It grows in marshy areas, where it often forms dense stands. Like most other grasses, the vertical stems live only a single year, dying in the autumn and being replaced with new green shoots in the spring. The dead stems rattle and whisper in late autumn winds. Common reed has spread as a weed throughout the world; in North America it is widespread in cooler climates. Common reed is in the Grass family (Poaceae, or Gramineae). “The Reed Month, is said by some to be most favorable for communication with ancestral spirits and the strengthening of all family ties, with magickal associations with fertility, love, protection, and family concerns. ‘Thin and slender is the Reed. He stands in clumps at the edge of the river and between his feet hides the swift pike awaiting an unsuspecting minnow to come his way. In his thinness the reed resembles arrows that fly, silver-tipped, up into the unknown air to land at the very source that one had searched for all these years. Firing arrows off into the unknown is an expression of the desire to search out basic truths. If you loose off without direction, the place of landing will be random. If the firing off is carried out with the correct conviction, determination and sense of purpose, then the act becomes secondary to the event that comes both before and after the moment.'” Source: Earth, Moon and Sky
Tides for Alsea Bay
Day High Tide Height Sunrise Moon Time % Moon
~ /Low Time Feet Sunset Visible
Th 23 High 3:49 AM 6.5 7:23 AM Rise 11:28 AM 15
~ 23 Low 9:07 AM 3.6 4:42 PM Set 9:14 PM
~ 23 High 2:38 PM 7.1
~ 23 Low 9:47 PM 0.5
Affirmation/Thought for the Day – Build fairy doors.
~ There is nothing in the world so much admired as a man who knows how to bear unhappiness with courage. Seneca
~ Through the centuries, the history of peoples is but a lesson in mutual tolerance. – Emile Zola
~ To choose what is difficult all one’s days, as if it were easy, that is faith. – W. H. Auden
~ To know is to understand so thoroughly that the observer becomes part of the observed. – Kerr Cuhulain
Family Tradition – by Stephanie Pflumm ©Copyright 2004
Sparkling crystal dishes
filled with chocolates
and sweet things.
Warm smells and giggles
coming from the kitchen.
Families and friends
gather round tables
sharing their hearts
in the meals
they carry forward
an ancient tradition
of love shared
the length of generations. – Submitted By Stephanie Pflumm ©Copyright 2004
AENEUS, King of Ætolia, had a daughter whose name was Deïanira. So beautiful was the maiden that her fame spread throughout the world, and many princes came to woo her. Among these were two strangers, who drove all the other suitors from the hall of King Æneus.
One was Hercules, huge of limb and broad of shoulder. He was clad in the skins of beasts, and carried in his hand a knotted club. His tangled hair hung down upon his brawny neck, and his fierce eyes gleamed from behind his shaggy brows.
The other stranger was Acheloüs, god of the Calydonian River. Slender and graceful was he, and clad in flowing green raiment. In his hand he carried a staff of plaited reeds, and on his head was a crown of water-lilies. His voice was soft and caressing, like the gentle murmur of summer brooks.
“O King Æneus,” said Acheloüs, standing before the throne, “behold I am the King of Waters. If thou wilt receive me as thy son-in-law I will make the beautiful Deïanira queen of my river kingdom.”
“King Æneus,” said the mighty Hercules, stepping forward, “Deïanira is mine, and I will not yield her to this river-god.”
“Impertinent stranger!” cried Acheloüs, turning toward the hero, while his voice rose till it sounded like the thunder of distant cataracts, and his green garment changed to the blackness of night, — “impertinent stranger! how darest thou claim this maiden, — thou who hast mortal blood in thy veins! Behold me, the god Acheloüs, the powerful King of the Waters! I wind with majesty through the rich lands of my wide realms. I make all fields through which I flow beautiful with grass and flowers. By my right divine I claim this maiden.”
But with scowling eye and rising wrath Hercules made answer. “Thou wouldst fight with words, like a woman, while I would win by my strength! My right hand is better than my tongue. If thou wouldst have the maiden, then must thou first overcome me in combat.”
Thereupon Acheloüs threw off his raiment and began to prepare himself for the struggle. Hercules took off his garment of beasts’ skins, and cast aside his club. The two then anointed their bodies with oil, and threw yellow sand upon themselves.
They took their places, they attacked, they retired, they rushed again to the conflict. They stood firm, and they yielded not. Long they bravely wrestled and fought; till at length Hercules by his might overcame Acheloüs and bore him to the ground. He pressed him down, and, while the fallen river-god lay panting for breath, the hero seized him by the neck.
Then did Acheloüs have recourse to his magic arts. Transforming himself into a serpent he escaped from the hero. He twisted his body into winding folds, and darted out his forked tongue with frightful hissings.
But Hercules laughed mockingly, and cried out: “Ah, Acheloüs! While yet in my cradle I strangled two serpents! And what art thou compared to the Hydra whose hundred heads I cut off? Every time I cut of I one head two others grew in its place. Yet did I conquer that horror, in spite of its branching serpents that darted from every wound! Thinkest thou, then, that I fear thee, thou mimic snake?” And even as he spake he gripped, as with a pair of pincers, the back of the river-god’s head.
And Acheloüs struggled in vain to escape. Then, again having recourse to his magic, he became a raging bull, and renewed the fight. But Hercules, that mighty hero, threw his huge arms over the brawny neck of the bull, and dragged him about. Then seizing hold of his horns, he bent his head to one side, and bearing down fastened them into the ground. And that was not enough, but with relentless hand he broke one of the horns, and tore it from Acheloüs’s forehead.
The river-god returned to his own shape. He roared aloud with rage and pain, and hiding his mutilated head in his mantle, rushed from the hall and plunged into the swirling waters of his stream.
Then the goddess of Plenty, and all the Wood- Nymphs and Water-Nymphs came forward to greet the conqueror with song and dance. They took the huge horn of Acheloüs and heaped it high with the rich and glowing fruits and flowers of autumn. They wreathed it with vines and with clustering grapes, and bearing it aloft presented it to Hercules and his beautiful bride Deïanira.
And ever since that day has the Horn of Plenty gladdened men’s hearts at Harvest-Time.