Yesterday was *hot* for down here! It was 80F when we got to the shop. The weather glass overflowed just from the heat. It was 83F on the thermometer when I saw it later, but at the hottest point I was far too busy to look. When the temp inside went over 80F, somewhere around 4pm, we opened the shop doors, because in the morning it had actually been pleasantly cool and stayed below the outside temps until the sun hit the windows.
None of the workshops until Sewing had any attendees, but we had plenty to be busy over. The new stock of bells, tarot decks and amulets is all out for sale. Sasha showed up and he and his friend Josh set up the outside stuff and he actually made some sales. Laurel was there and we did one reading. There were a lot of people there for Sewing, though only two had projects, but Laurel & Sash sat in and Willow showed up with Kaleb for a visit. Laurel had to leave before closing time because a friend called with a problem and Sasha’s ride showed up so they got that stuff sorted out and headed out.
We were pretty tired by the end of the day and Tempus was mending a pole that we use for getting things down from the window hooks, so it took us long enough the get closed up that we went to watch the sunset on the way home.
It was cool and the air smelled of salt, driftwood beach-fire smoke and lilacs. We watched a family splashing in and out of the chilly ocean water with squeals and giggles and the delighted barking of their dog. The “Numenor” mirages were out there, the heat causing the horizon to appear as distant land on the other side of a bay. Lots of other people were out there and we watched the sun sink into what looked like impenetrable cloud, only to find it was nothing more than a thin veil, which turned the sun into a red rectangle which got narrower as it sank, and left the heat shimmers above and below very visible. The rectangle became a square, then a column and winked out, only to re-appear off to one side, even more dimly.
For those of you who are planning for the Oregon Coast Pan-Pagan Gathering in September, we have two more teachers on the list and it looks like 3 full tracks. For all the teachers, the class write-ups were due on May 1. I’m assuming that everyone that I haven’t directly reminded about it (including Tempus!) has just forgotten.
Today Wicca 101 is supposed to start between 9:30 and 10am. We don’t have anything in particular planned for the rest of the day, but readings will be available. It depends some on Job Corps and their plans.
Kodomo no Hi, Children’s Day in Japan is a feast that started 1500 years ago or more. It changed from Boys’ Day to Children’s more recently, in 1948. It celebrates children’s personalities and their happiness, and honors their mothers. Mochi wrapped in oak leaves, filled with bean jam and iris-wrapped mochi filled with sweet rice paste are served on this day. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Children%27s_Day_%28Japan%29
Today’s Plant is Oregon White Oak, Quercus garryana, also called Garry oak, or just Oregon oak. It doesn’t grow well out here on the coast, although supposedly there are some specimens. I’ve never seen one out here, but they’re *all* over the Willamette Valley, many of them hosting our local mistletoe, Phoradendron flavescens, which usually just looks like a clump of thicker leaves until the trees lose their leaves in winter. This is the same relation of tree and herb that gave rise to the legends of the Golden Bough in Europe, although these are *far* different species. – Masculine, Sun ,Fire, Dagda, (Jupiter, Thor, Pan) – Use in magicks for protection, money, potency, fertility. Burn the bark to draw off illness, carry any piece of this tree for luck and protection. Acorns are used to tip male power wands and worn as necklaces by some priests and can be carried to increase fertility and male potency to preserve health and long life. Place in windows to ward off lightning. Plant an acorn at the new moon if you need money. Fires of oak wood draw off illness. – Wiccaning or Seining – Wiccaning or Seining is the ceremony where we welcome a new child to the world. Holly or Ivy water is used for girls and Oak for boys. Make by putting a tablespoon of powdered leaf in 1 cup of very hot water for about 10 minutes, then adding that to 2 cups of cold water. Sprinkle or wash baby with it. More here: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Oregon_white_oak Mistletoe lore here: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mistletoe#Culture.2C_folklore.2C_and_mythology and more about our variety here: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Phoradendron
The shop opens at 11, although we’ll be there earlier for class. Spring hours are 11am-7pm Thursday through Monday. If we’re supposed to be closed, but it looks like we’re there, try the door. If it’s open, the shop’s open! In case of bad weather, check here at the blog for updates, on our Facebook as Ancient Light or call the shop at 541-563-7154.
Love & Light,
Today’s Astro & Calendar
The Moon is a Waning Crescent moving to Hecate’s Brooch at 5:28am. Waning Moon Magick – From the Full Moon to the New is a time for study, meditation, and magic designed to banish harmful energies and habits, for ridding oneself of addictions, illness or negativity. Remember: what goes up must come down. Ends at Tide Change on 5/9 at 5:28pm. Waning Crescent Moon – Best time for beginning introspective magicks that are more long term (full year cycle) A good time for beginning knot magicks to “bind up” addictions and illness (finish just before the Tide Change of Dark to New) and “tying up loose ends” God/dess aspects – Demeter weeping for her Daughter, Mabon, Arachne Tyr. Phase ends on 5/5 at 5:28am. Hecate’s Brooch – 3-5 days before New Moon – Best time for Releasing Rituals. It’s the last few days before the new moon, the time of Hecate’s Brooch. This is the time that if you’re going to throw something out, or sweep the floors, or take stuff to Good Will, do it! Rid yourself of negativity and work on the letting go process. Release the old, removing unwanted negative energies, addictions, or illness. Do physical and psychic cleansings. Good for wisdom & psychic ability. Goddess Aspect: Crone Associated God/desses: Callieach, Banshee, Hecate, Baba Yaga, Ereshkigal, Thoth. Phase ends at the Dark of the Moon on 5/8 5:28am.
The western Arch of Spring (as I call it) is on fine display in late twilight. Its top consists of Pollux and Castor high in the west. They’re lined up roughly horizontally and are about three finger-widths at arm’s length apart. Look far to their lower left for Procyon, and farther to their lower right for brighter Capella.
Far below the arch this spring, two more points make it a pentagon. These are bright Jupiter and, about two fists to Jupiter’s left, Betelgeuse. Jupiter (magnitude –2.0, in Taurus) continues its stay in Taurus and is the first “star” to come out in the west after sunset, a little lower every day. It descends in the evening and sets around 10 or 11 p.m. Above Jupiter is El Nath (Beta Tauri). Much farther to Jupiter’s upper right is bright Capella. In a telescope, Jupiter has shrunk to a disappointing 33 arcseconds wide, about as small as it ever gets.
Goddess Month of Maia runs from 4/18 – 5/15
Celtic Tree Month of Saille/Willow Apr 15 – May 12
Runic half-month of Laguz/ Lagu, 4/29-5/13 Representing the flowing and mutable forces of water, Lagu symbolizes life, growth and waxing power of this time of year.
©2013 M. Bartlett, Some parts separately copyright
Celtic Tree Month of Saille/Willow Apr 15 – May 12 – The Willow in the Tree alphabet stands for the female and lunar rhythms of life. She is water-seeking, thriving from preference on the damp margins of lakes and streams or across the low-lying water meadows. Water and the tidal movements of the sea are governed by the pull of the moon. The moon in its monthly rhythms is female, contrasting with the male sun’s daily and yearly turnings. In several ways, the Celts held women in higher regard than we do today. On the material level, women were property owners, and whoever controlled the property controlled the marriage. Women of all types and ages appeared in the Celtic pantheon, the spiritual strength and life-giving qualities given by both female and male recognized equally. There were colleges of Druidesses – learned women and teachers – respected equally for their gifts of see-ship, often expressed through dreams, or night visions.
Magical Associations: Romantic love, healing, protection, fertility, magic for women.
Saille – Willow Ogam letter correspondences
Color: listed only as bright
Meaning: Gaining balance in your life
Tides for Alsea Bay
Day High Tide Height Sunrise Moon Time % Moon
~ /Low Time Feet Sunset Visible
Su 5 Low 4:12 AM 1.2 6:01 AM Rise 3:44 AM 25
~ 5 High 10:04 AM 6.1 8:26 PM Set 4:23 PM
~ 5 Low 4:08 PM 1.2
~ 5 High 10:27 PM 7.5
Affirmation/Thought for the Day – I can see clearly now, the brain is gone…
~ A wise parent humors the desire for independent action, so as to become the friend and advisor when his absolute rule shall cease. – Elizabeth Gaskell (1810-1865) English writer
~ A witty saying proves nothing. – Voltaire (1694-1778) French Philosopher and Author
~ After all manner of professors have done their best for us, the place we are to get knowledge is in books. The true university of these days is a collection of books. – Albert Camus (1913-1960) French writer, born in Algiers
~ Alimony is like buying hay for a dead horse. – Julius “Groucho” Marx (1890-1977) US comic, actor
Beginners – Dedicated to the memory of Karen Silkwood and Eliot Gralla
“From too much love of living,
Hope and desire set free,
Even the weariest river
Winds somewhere to the sea—“
But we have only begun
To love the earth.
We have only begun
To imagine the fullness of life.
How could we tire of hope?
— so much is in bud.
How can desire fail?
— we have only begun
to imagine justice and mercy,
only begun to envision
how it might be
to live as siblings with beast and flower,
not as oppressors.
Surely our river
cannot already be hastening
into the sea of nonbeing?
Surely it cannot
drag, in the silt,
all that is innocent?
Not yet, not yet—
there is too much broken
that must be mended,
too much hurt we have done to each other
that cannot yet be forgiven.
We have only begun to know
the power that is in us if we would join
our solitudes in the communion of struggle.
So much is unfolding that must
complete its gesture,
so much is in bud. ~ Denise Levertov ~ (Candles in Babylon) Web version: www.panhala.net/Archive/Beginners.html
Magick – Beltane Prayer
A Prayer of thanks to a lover – excerpt from Fifth Sacred Thing By Starhawk;
My love, you are a river fed by many streams
I bless all who have shaped you,
The lovers whose delights still dance patterns on your back,
Those who carved your channels deeper, broader, wider,
Whitewater and backwater lovers,
Swamp lovers , sun-warmed estuary lovers,
Lovers with surface tension,
Lovers like boulders,
Like ice forming and breaking,
Lovers that fill and spill with the tides.
I bless those who have taught you and those who have pleased you and
those who have hurt you.
All those who have made you who you are.
Silliness – A Pagan in Hell – Home -> Humour -> Pagan Humour By: Pendragon – Posted: Sept. 12th/00 Website: http://www.paganvillages.com/Goddess/pendragon/index0.html
A Pagan dies and heads for the Summerlands, and just as he gets there, to his great surprise, he finds himself standing before some pearly gates. St. Peter asks him, “May I help you?”
The Pagan asks, “Where am I?”
Peter says, “You’re at the gates of heaven.”
The Pagan says, “But I don’t believe in heaven.”
Peter frowns at him. “You’re one of those Pagans, aren’t you?”
“Yes. I believe I’m in the wrong place; I’m supposed to go to the Summerlands.”
Peter says, “Sorry. The Summerlands are temporarily closed for remodeling.”
“What should I do now?”
Peter says, “Well, since we don’t allow Pagans in heaven, you have to go to hell. Sorry. Just follow that path that leads downward and to the left.”
The Pagan walks down to hell, where the gates are standing open. He walks in and finds beautiful meadows, happy animals, and clear streams of water.
He walks on in and begins exploring, and after a few minutes a courtly gentleman walks up to him and bows politely. “Hello, I’m Satan. You must be the guy that St. Peter phoned me about. Are you a Pagan?”
“Yes, I am. What’s going to happen now?”
Satan says, “Well, the fishing’s pretty good, if you enjoy that sort of thing. There’s a little refreshment stand down the road. And I believe the Pagan meeting grounds are right over the next hill.”
Suddenly, a hole opens up in the sky above, and a yawning chasm opens directly underneath it. The stench of sulphur fills the air. Hundreds of screaming, tortured souls drop down into the flaming pit, which immediately closes up with a thud.
The Pagan, hardly believing what he just saw, asks Satan, “And what was THAT???”
Satan rolls his eyes. “Oh, just ignore them. They’re Christians; they wouldn’t have it any other way.”