Yesterday was pretty long, to put it mildly. Sundays start early because of class, so we were at the shop by 9:15. There was a heron in the bay near the seawall. During the low tides we often see them, fishing. I forgot to mention that as we were driving down 101 to Florence yesterday on the way to Eugene we saw an eagle fishing on near the beach!
Brea got there a few minutes after we did. Her class went well and mine did, too. We’re in lesson 5, so we ran through the Pledge to Pagan Spirituality and discussed that. We had a funny because Bella comes with Brea every week, staying out in the car, and one of the local young folks brought her dogs, so they proceeded to bark back and forth, having quite a conversation!
After that, a young lady who has moved to the area brought in some of the stone and crochet jewelry and products. We talked possible sales and I invited her to be the featured guest for the April Psychic Fair.
A friend from Berkeley who was in the area for the Seafood and Wine Festival came up to the shop, next. We talked for quite awhile and then Marius came in and our project day got going. We did a little wire-wrapping and then went through part of the new Ithra curriculum, deciding that I’m going to do a trial run of a new version of the Medieval Encampments class soon, then just sat and talked.
The Berkeley friend called just before we were going to start closing. She was meeting with some other folks at Outa Gas Pizza in Yachats. I had problems with a lot of the foods on the menu, not knowing whether they had pepper in them, and they were out of a lot of things, no subs and no salad, but we finally settled on a pesto pizza, which gave all of us sick stomachs! The place has really good reviews online, but I didn’t find it all that great. We talked for quite awhile and then I was getting sleepy, so we headed home.
Today we’re both going to be at the shop. We’re right back to inventory and Tempus has to run errands… utility bills… <ugh>. Tempus also started putting hooks up in the windows for strings of lights. We like the look, but the tape he was using kept coming off, before! …and I forgot to say that the project he was working on, Saturday, was getting strings of lights into the front display case!
Today’s plant is the Pacific Blackberry, Rubus ursinus. There are several species of blackberries that grow in the PNW, the nasty invasive one being the Himalayan blackberry, Rubus armeniacus. Here are pictures so that you can compare the blossoms, ursinus on the left and armeniacus on the right. Ursinus (from the Latin for “bear”) also has narrower leaves and reddish canes. It is the ancestor of Marionberries, Boysenberries & parent of Loganberries, too. Feminine, Venus, Water, Brigit, Healing, Money, Protection – Carry leaves for money, use blackberry leaves in spring water as healing for burns, in incense for Lughnasadh. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pacific_blackberry
Dragobete is a spring festival of Romania, rather like secular Easter customs and Valentine’s day in one package. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dragobete “Dragobete is a traditional Romanian holiday originating from Dacian times and celebrated on February, the 24th. Specifically, Dragobete was the son of Baba Dochia, which stands for the main character in the pagan myth related to spring arrival and the end of the harsh winter.”
“The day is particularly known as “the day when the birds are betrothed”. It is around this time that the birds begin to build their nests and mate. On this day, considered locally the first day of spring, boys and girls gather vernal flowers and sing together. Maidens used to collect the snow that still lies on the ground in many villages and then melt it, using the water in magic potions throughout the rest of the year. Those who take part in Dragobete customs are supposed to be protected from illness, especially fevers, for the rest of the year. If the weather allows, girls and boys picksnowdrops or other early spring plants for the person they are courting. In Romania, Dragobete is known as a day for lovers, rather like Valentine’s Day.”
“It is a common belief in some parts of Romania that, during this celebration, if you step over your partner’s foot, you will have the dominant role in your relationship. Dragobete customs vary from region to region.
In neighbouring Bulgaria, the custom of stepping over one’s partner’s feet traditionally takes place during weddings, and with the same purpose, but it is not believed to be connected to Dragobete.”
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Today’s Astro & Calendar
The Moon a Waning Crescent moving into Hecate’s Brooch at 1pm . 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. Phase ends at the Tide Change on 3/1. 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 2/24, 1pm. 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 on 2/27 at 1pm.
During dawn on Tuesday the 25th, the waning crescent Moon shines upper right of Venus in the southeast. Venus (magnitude –4.8, in Sagittarius) blazes as the “Morning Star” before and during dawn; look southeast. A small telescope shows that it’s a thickening crescent.
Saturn (magnitude +0.5, in Libra) rises around midnight and is highest in the south at the beginning of dawn. By then it’s far left of Mars and Spica, and less far to the upper right of Mars-colored Antares.
Goddess Month of of Moura, runs from 2/20-3/19
Celtic Tree Month of Nuin/Nion/Ash, Feb 18 – Mar 17, Nion (NEE-uhn)
Runic half-month of Sowulo/ Sigel, 2/12-26 It represents the power of the force of good throughout the world and is the harbinger of victory and ascendancy over darkness. Runic half-month of Teiwaz/Tyr, 2/27-3/13 This is a time of positive regulation, sacrifice and hard work in order to progress.
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Celtic Tree Month of Nuin/Nion/Ash, Feb 18 – Mar 17, Nion (NEE-uhn), ash – the common ash (Fraxinus excelsior L.) is a major tree of lowland forests in much of Europe, along with oaks and beeches. It grows to 40 m (130 feet) in open sites, with a broad crown reminiscent of American elm trees. Ash was and still is an important timber tree, and is a traditional material for the handle of a besom. The common ash is occasionally cultivated in North America, and similar native ash species are widely grown as street trees. Ashes are members of the Olive family (Oleaceae).
Nuin – Ash Ogam letter correspondences
Color: Glass Green
Meaning: Locked into a chain of events; Feeling bound.
Ogam letter correspondences to study this month Oir – Spindle
Letter: TH, OI
Meaning: Finish obligations and tasks or your life cannot move forward.
Affirmation/Thought for the Day – Wisdom grows from roots of Compassion
~ The first requisite of a good citizen in this Republic of ours is that he shall be able and willing to pull his own weight. – Theodore Roosevelt, U.S. President
~ If you are irritated by every rub, how will you be polished?” -Jalal al-Din Muhammad Rumi
~ His hands are clean who warns another. – Njal’s Saga, c.41
~ All you need is love. But a little chocolate now and then doesn’t hurt. – Charles M. Schulz
I have yet to find the man, however exalted his station, who did not do better work and put forth greater effort under a spirit of approval than under a spirit of criticism.- Charles M. Schwab
Ostara Magick – Spells
A Planting Ritual
O precious seeds which spring from the earth,
giving us magick, healing and power
I return you to the earth.
Feel My love, feel MY power
as I sow you in this magical and mystical hour!!
Grow with light,
grow with love,
grow with the blessings of the god and goddess above!!
So mote it be.
Women’s planting song
We are going to sow.
Mother, come and help us,
help us with our task.
Aren’t you our mother?
Aren’t we your girls?
There is only forest here
where we need to plant.
Only with your help
will we clear our way.
Who else can we call upon
as we plant our fruit? ~Women’s planting song of the Jibaro People of South America
I’ve been cleaning the lounge room of my house, which is where *everything* gets dumped by my SO, and 4 children (oh, and by me too, but I’m not admitting to that in public). There was a large washing basket full of unmatched socks in amongst the debris.
Now this, in itself, would not be so embarrassing, if it were not for the fact that there’s at least the same amount of socks in another basket hiding behind the washing machine.
So, while going through all these socks trying to pair them up, I formed a few theories.
Theory One: The Genetic Theory of Socks
* Socks which are rolled in pairs and kept in drawers do not produce offspring.
* Socks which are lying around loose will mate with the nearest sock, regardless of colour, length, fibre content, etc.
* The offspring of such matings is guaranteed to match no other sock in the basket. A blue sock that mates with a green sock will produce something that matches neither. white socks which mate with other white socks will produce matted/felted not-quite-white socks that are at least an inch different in length to the parent socks.
When these offspring mate (although some of them are apparently mules), they produce tiny single matted mittens and fingerless gloves that don’t fit anybody, and which lie in the bottom of the sock basket and look hopeless.
Theory Two: The Worm Hole Theory
The universe contains a finite number of socks, which constantly circulate through a series of sock-sized wormholes. Unfortunately the wormholes have a tendency to close after picking up one sock, without picking up its pair. The sock will then be deposited in a different sock basket somewhere else in the universe, while a stray sock from that location will be sucked up and deposited elsewhere. Pairs of socks that are found together against all odds should be rolled up, as this prevents all but the largest wormholes from picking them up.
This theory accounts for the fact that there are socks in the basket which you *know* you never bought.
Theory Three: The Conspiracy Theory of Socks
When socks are manufactured, by some clever means they are made in such a way as to appear matching until they are washed. On washing, one sock will stretch and the other sock will shrink. Coloured socks will lose their colour at different rates, and white socks will absorb some of the lost colours, but each sock of a pair will attract a different dye.
This accounts for the socks in the basket which are to all appearances identical except for either length or colour. There is no way to combat this phenomenon.
Theory Four: The X-files Theory of Sock Relocation
Somewhere out there in the universe there is an alien race which requires socks to live. These aliens are all around us, and when we are not keeping careful watch on our socks, they steal and eat them. Being small, they can only eat one sock at a time, and that is why only one sock of a pair will go missing. These creatures excrete the digested sock under furniture in the form of “dust bunnies.”
Theory Five: the Paranoia theory of socks
Tiny micro-recorders located in each sock record the wearer’s thoughts, words and deeds for a specific length of time, generally up to a month. The socks continue to record until they are full, and then tiny transporters inside the washing machine transport the sock to the <insert favourite control bureau here headquarters. Although both socks contain these micro-recorders, since they contain duplicate information, one sock is left behind as an archived backup.
Occasionally the micro-recorders in one sock will break down, and be deposited as lint on every other item in the machine at the same time.
Remember, the only way to combat this is to either wear shoes at all times, or to go barefoot. Wherever you go, your socks are watching you.
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