It’s 50F and sunny, sometimes. It was down to 41F last night, so our bathroom was *freezing*! It’s supposed to be pretty nice right through Saturday, except for a little while Wednesday morning, although we still have a chance of thunderstorms into the early part of this afternoon.
Yesterday was a really nice day. I got everything packed up, myself quite clean and ready for the day, the newsletter out and so on in plenty of time and then things slowed way down. When Marius hadn’t arrived by checkout time I dragged my pile of stuff into the lobby and sat there and waited. That was pretty nice. They have a lot of nice plants in there and I spent some time going around and looking at them and chatting with the receptionist.
When Marius got there (he had gotten drafted to help pack up someone else’s stuff) we went across to the hotel restaurant and had breakfast, although it was past noon and finally got on the road around 1pm.
It was a beautiful drive down the Olympic Peninsula and then on I-5 with lots of planning about upcoming events going on. Marius told me all about his weekend, which was a lot of making food and running errands for the cooks.
We had errands in the Portland area and each one took longer than we thought, plus we got stuck behind an accident on I-84 and it meant that the last errand, which was to harvest an errant mint patch, got done in the dark!
After that we rolled down 99 to McMinnville and stopped for supper at the Golden Valley Brew Pub. We had a delicious crab and avocado dip to start. I had a Red Hills Pale Ale and then we had supper. He had schnitzel and I had fish and chips. It was really tasty and then we hit the road with a bottle of the ale and one of Tannen Bomb for Tempus.
We didn’t get to the shop until past 10pm and Tempus was still there, waiting. He had gotten some of the Yule stuff up, including the little trees and my snowflake lights. We offloaded and then Marius headed home and after a bit, so did we and crashed hard within minutes of getting home.
Today….well, we’re running later than I like. We’ve had the shop open since just past 11, but here it’s 12:30 and this is just going out! I have sewing to do. Tempus is going to be making a needle or so and doing a little sanding.
I’ve often heard people talk about “beach thistle”, but Sea Holly,Eryngium maritimum isn’t one… a thistle, that is…. It’s actually related to carrots. The young shoots can be blanched and eaten like asparagus and the roots (which can get up to 20 feet long!!!!) are peeled, boiled and cut, then braided and candied. Prepared thus they are a good cough and cold remedy. The roots can also be boiled or roasted as well and are very nutritious. It is native to Europe, but going extinct in certain areas. – Masculine, Fire, Venus – This plant is an aphrodisiac, pure and simple.
Night of Nicnevin (Gyre-Carling), Daughter of Frenzy, Banshee – Scots Pagan festival honours an aspect of the goddess Diana. She rides with her entourage in the night hours of November 9-10. Nicnevin, who rode through the night with her followers “at the hinder end of harvest, on old Hallowe’en”, as an old Scots poet describes it, made herself visible to mortals on this night. Nicnevin is possibly an anglicization of Nic an Neamhain or Nigh Nemhain, ‘Daughter of Frenzy,’ an aspect of the triple Morrigan (Mórrígan). More here: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nicnevin
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Love & Light,
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 11/11 at 9:47am. 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 on 11/9 at 9:47pm. Dark of the Moon, End of the cycle – In the time leading up to the “New Moon” you may do banishings and other baneful magicks and healings that require blasting a disease away, as well as using the time for introspection and self-work. Do scrying, now. Good for reversing circumstances. God/dess Aspect: The One Beyond, the Watchers in the Outer Dark, psychopomps – Associated God/desses: Hecate, Kali, Arianhrod, Anja, Kore in the Underworld, Ereshkigal who was Inanna, Set/Seth, Hades, Osiris. Phase ends at the Tide Change on 11/11 at 9:47am.
Goddess Month of Cailleach/Samhain runs from 10/31 – 11/27
Celtic Tree Month of Ngetal/Reed Oct 28 – Nov 24
Runic half-month of Hagalaz/Hagal – October 29-Novmber 12 – The Runic half-month of Hagal commences today, represented by the hailstone of transformation. It is a harbinger of the need to undergo the necessary preparations before the harsh northern Winter. Runic half month of Naudhiz/ Nyd /Nauthiz – November 13- 27 – Time to prepare for winter. Bank the walls, seal the windows, make sure the shutters will close properly. The storms are coming.
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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
Ngetal – Reed Ogam letter correspondences
Color: Grass Green
Meaning: Upsets or surprises
to study this month Mor – the Sea Ogam letter correspondences
Letter: AE, X, XI, M
Tides for Alsea Bay
Day High Tide Height Sunrise Moon Time % Moon
~ /Low Time Feet Sunset Visible
M 9 Low 4:36 AM 2.1 7:04 AM Rise 4:57 AM 7
~ 9 High 10:38 AM 7.9 4:56 PM Set 4:15 PM
~ 9 Low 5:22 PM 0.5
~ 9 High 11:31 PM 6.7
Affirmation/Thought for the Day – All of us could take a lesson from the weather. It pays no attention to criticism.
~ Be your own self. Love what YOU love. – Ray Bradbury
~ Everything happens for a reason; if you can’t find a reason for something, there’s a reason for that. – Chris Levi
~ The superior man is satisfied and composed, the mean man is always full of distress. – Confucius
~ Haste is only good for catching flies. – Russian Proverb
Because we spill not only milk
Knocking it over with an elbow
When we reach to wipe a small face
But also spill seed on soil we thought was fertile but isn’t,
And also spill whole lives, and only later see in fading light
How much is gone and we hadn’t intended it
Because we tear not only cloth
Thinking to find a true edge and instead making only a hole
But also tear friendships when we grow
And whole mountainsides because we are so many
And we want to live right where black oaks lived,
Once very quietly and still
Because we forget not only what we are doing in the kitchen
And have to go back to the room we were in before,
Remember why it was we left
But also forget entire lexicons of joy
And how we lost ourselves for hours
Yet all that time were clearly found and held
And also forget the hungry not at our table
Because we weep not only at jade plants caught in freeze
And precious papers left in rain
But also at legs that no longer walk
Or never did, although from the outside they look like most others
And also weep at words said once as though
They might be rearranged but which
Once loose, refuse to return and we are helpless
Because we are imperfect and love so
Deeply we will never have enough days,
We need the gift of starting over, beginning
Again: just this constant good, this
Saving hope. ~ Nancy Shaffer ~ (Instructions in Joy)
Author: Robert Seeker-After-Patterns
Posted: February 19th. 2006
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When looking at Pagan Culture, or honestly at any culture, one must consider their basic building blocks. For all of humanity, from one generation to another, the basic building block is the familial unit, most especially those familial units which sire children, to be parts of the first generation of “true” Pagans, who were born and raised in our ways.
As a result, we, as Pagans, must consider marriage as an institution, and one of those thews I mentioned in another essay that binds us together as a community and culture.
And it is about time too. There is not a day that goes by where I am not reading somewhere that some Fundamentalist Christian is having a fit trying to push through a Marriage Amendment to their state’s constitution, or to the Federal Constitution, banning certain pairings of folks from having a contractual obligation between them in the form of marriage. What is worse, we Pagans seem to be of two minds on the subject, thinking that marriage is of necessity a building block for one man and one woman, more or less to bind them to each other to create the network for children. In short, we are often just as bad as those Fundamentalist Christians in pushing our thoughts on others. In case you haven’t noticed, this essay/rant is going to be about Gay and Lesbian marriage.
Now, I am not Gay. I have absolutely no interest in my own gender; I have the equipment, and for the life of me, while I might love another man like a brother, nothing in me calls for that to be expressed in any way more than a hearty bear-hug. I am not curious; I find my own soul drawn solely to that other complimenting part that I find in my wife and, outside of instruction and edification as found from a brother, a sexual relationship with another man would simply not bring anything to me.
That said, I don’t see what the fuss is about. Religious arguments against allowing anyone who would like to marry anyone else have absolutely no standing in terms of law, as the 1st and 14th amendments to the US Constitution prevent the government from taking any stand regarding a religious issue, thereby preventing it from accepting or denying any sort of evidence of a religious nature.
Further, there is little argument from a Pagan standpoint. Marriage is a religious sacrament. That is the way it is. It was created by the Catholic Church, as a way to insert themselves into the rites of family life, much as they did with baptism, taking the place of naming, funeral rites, seasonal observations, and the rest of the Roman Catholic cultural overlay.
Prior to their intervention, marriages did occur, but they had nothing to do with love; they were more political alliances, entered into to protect and keep property and the like in the right families. Betrothals and Handfastings were specific kinds of contracts, as were blood oaths, and examples of the same can be found in all sorts of European Lore. Leaving out the rest of the globe, many European societies actually had record of up to 4 and 6 genders, according to inclination, making this sort of point moot, except outside of that particular religious framework. A marriage is a specific kind of religious sacral contract. Why does that have to eliminate for us, as Pagans, other kinds of sacral contracts to form the basis of family?
Instead of trying to define a religious term in law, regardless of which religion you argue it from, better to remove it instead, and define every marriage or similar contract as simply a domestic partnership contract, or something similar, in the eyes of the law. If we are going to insist on using the term marriage for any sort of domestic partnership, or sacral contract between two adults, regardless of gender, then we need to acknowledge it as such.
Where we Pagans have found that we can address issues of patriarchy, matriarchy, balance between the genders, completeness within our own gender and our own person, we seem to be having difficulty here. As champions of the religious freedom we have fought so hard for ourselves to enjoy in our personal lives (and for which many of us still fight to this day, pulling our way out of the Broom Closet), we need to get our act together and recognize that when one of us, any one of us, finds their rights violated, the whole suffers.
Personally, I really don’t give a rat’s hindquarters who marries whom, or who is doing what to whom. I don’t see how it affects me at all. For insurance purposes, it is very simply handled by changing wording to offer coverage to one other person who is bound via domestic partnership contracts, rather than “spouses.” If we demand it, as others have before for other basic civil rights, it will come.
Of course, this requires that everyone – Pagans, Christians, Muslims, and so on down the line – come to realize that the rest of us really aren’t concerned with what their god, goddess, or any collection of the two, and their book put together by Constantine, themselves, or anyone else has to say. We live our lives, we wed and frankly, screw, who we like regardless; we raise our children free of their indoctrination, which obviously, we have thrown off ourselves.
And that is how it should be.
But we are failing, as a whole, as the entirety of Pagan Culture, in seeing that all have these rights.
This is still the Land of the Free and the Home of the Brave, where its citizens are free enough to do as they please, and brave enough to stand up to those who would tell them otherwise. We as Pagans, who have benefited from those who have gone before in the Gay Pride, Women’s Liberation, and Civil Rights movements, owe them at least that much.
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