The sky is the prettiest pastel blue! There are a few white puffy clouds and a lot of cirrus streaks, but the “occasional thunderstorms” don’t seem to be around, anywhere. There’s a fair amount on the radar both north and south of us, but not near Waldport. 61F here in town and no wind, although there’s some down on the beaches. We got 4/5’s of an inch of rain yesterday, some of which came down *really* hard just before midnight, but very little since.
Yesterday started late for me. Tempus picked me up around 2pm, I think….maybe closer to 3, and I worked steadily at the computer all afternoon. We had a few people in shopping, but not all that many, but it looked pretty messy out which discourages foot traffic.
We’ve been doing chores this morning. I actually was weeding pots and my box garden for awhile. The sun felt lovely when I was sitting in the meditation garden for a bit. The koi are waking up, too. I almost topped into the pond in surprise as two of them shot across from one rock to another! My lovage is finally starting to come up. I’ve been missing that in salads. The plantain is finally starting to look like leaves and a bunch of the herbs are bushing up. I’ll be starting to harvest again, soon, and not just for a sprig here for this dish and a handful of leaves for that one…
I have a fair amount of writing to do today. I want to finish up a blackwork kit and get it printed and see whether I can get the re-print of another of the WDW series done. …and of course I have to set up newsletters and get the ritual for Friday printed up. Tempus is working storing tools and getting them put in the proper places and we have the paper route tonight, too.
Photo by Ken Gagne of Yachats Bay on a day like today last year! 3/30/16
Maslenitsa – Suhii (March) 21 – Maslenitsa is a very ancient festival, the holiday of the Spring Equinox and the end of the winter frosts. People enjoy themselves, engaging in much feasting, dancing, wearing of masks, playing on traditional musical instruments, and contests of strength, all to enact spring unbridled, in action and fighting. Traditional pastries are also baked, called blini (a type of potato pancake), to symbolize the sun.
Today’s Plant is Cascade penstemon, or coast penstemon, Penstemon serrulatus. A member of the plantain family, this was used by the 1st nations peoples as a medicinal remedy for toothache. It’s common name, “Beardtongue” is because the flower appears to be sticking out it’s hairy tongue! It has a lovely flower, and is a semi-deciduous shrub, which usually is very short, unlike many shrubs. The tender shoots that the flowers grow on often get frost-nipped so onlysurvive for a year or so, with the rest of the plant surviving below the level of surrounding plants, acting as a perennial ground-cover. –Feminine, Venus, Earth – Use for headaches, particularly headaches coming from tooth pain or infection by binding the herb with red wool and/or putting it into a red cloth pouch and bind to the head, or even put into your pillowcase at bedtime. You can put a leaf in your shoes to help with the effects of standing on them too long. Roots protect from snakebite and a bunch of the flowers will chase negativity away, particularly that coming from outside. Iow, it won’t do much for a bad mood…. More on Penstemon here: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Penstemon
Maslenitsa is a Slavic Feast. It literally means “Butter Woman”. Nowadays it is observed as part of the pre-Lent festivities, but it may originally have been just an end of winter feast like Caillach or some of the other more Western festivals, which is how it is celebrated with Rodnoveri. It’s a week of dairy products and pancakes! One of the odder ones to Western taste is a “red & black cake” which is several large pancakes stacked in layers with red and black caviar in individual layers, a cottage-type cheese in other layers, slathered with butter, and sliced like a layer cake. This is a totally different kind of pancake from our sweet ones! More here: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Maslenitsa and here:http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kostroma_%28deity%29
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Today’s Astro & Calendar
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 3/27 at 7:57pm. 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 3/23 at 8:57am.
Saturn on February 26th, remotely imaged by Damian Peach with the 1-meter Chilescope. South is up. “Seeing was good (though not excellent),” he writes, “but large aperture on Saturn really seems to work wonders. The [North Polar] Hexagon is nicely seen. Also note that the Encke Gap is seen around the whole of Ring A.”
Arcturus, the “Spring Star,” now rises above the east-northeast horizon just around the time the stars come out. How soon can you spot it? Brighter Jupiter comes up somewhat later (depending on your latitude), 30° to Arcturus’s right.
Jupiter (magnitude –2.4, in Virgo) rises soon after nightfall and shines high in the southeast by 11 p.m. Spica dangles 4° or 5° lower right of it after they rise, directly below it around midnight, and lower left of it in early morning hours. By dawn they’re low in the southwest. In a telescope Jupiter is 44 arcseconds across its equator. It will remain this big through its April 7th opposition and nearly to April’s end.
Goddess Month of Columbina runs from 3/20 – 4/17
Celtic Tree Month of Fearn/Alder, Mar 18 – Apr 14
Runic half-month of Berkana/ Beorc, 3/14-29 Half-month ruled by the goddess of the birch tree; a time of purification for rebirth and new beginnings.
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Celtic Tree Month of Fearn/Alder, Mar 18 – Apr 14. Fern (FAIR-n) Alder – The common alder (Alnus glutinosa (L.) Gaertner) is common along lowland rivers, where it grows with aspens, poplars, and willows. Like willows, alders sprout from stumps. This allows them to regenerate after heavy flooding. In protect sites they may grow to 20 m (65 feet) tall. Their leaves are more blunt-tipped than most North American alders, which look more like the grey alder (A. incana (L.) Moench). This species is more common in the mountains of Europe, and is not restricted to moist soils. Like ashes, European alders are not widely cultivated in North American (they are often sold as black alders), but several native species are. Alder wood is said to resist rotting when it is wet, and was the wood of choice for pilings in many regions. Alders are members of the Birch family (Betulaceae).
Tides for Alsea Bay
Day High Tide Height Sunrise Moon Time % Moon
/Low Time Feet Sunset Visible
Tu 21 Low 1:16 AM 3.6 7:17 AM Rise 3:18 AM 48
~ 21 High 7:14 AM 6.5 7:30 PM Set 1:00 PM
~ 21 Low 2:34 PM 1.3
~ 21 High 9:16 PM 5.5
Affirmation/Thought for the Day – You may not have been responsible for your heritage, but you are responsible for your future.
~ Good people are good because they’ve come to wisdom through failure. – William Saroyan
~ He who is incapable of feeling strong passions, of being shaken by anger, of living in every sense of the word, will never be a good actor. – Sarah Bernhardt (1844-1923) French actor
~ I grow daily to honour facts more and more, and theory less and less. – Thomas Carlyle
~ I never worry about action, but only inaction. – W. Churchill
Like the rose that blooms in winter
Is rare and short lived.
She draws all to her at first;
But then she has no conversation
And looks are not enough.
Her shallowness means
Her face cannot keep the imprint
Of her beauty stamped there;
She is nothing but her looks.
A vacant and vague mannequin,
Trotted out like a golden trophy
On a wealthy businessman’s arm.
She is happy like she is,
But how sad that such beauty
Does not have a noble spirit within.
Unless it would be too dangerous
To have such a combination
Loosed upon the world.
She might have been another
Helen of Troy, with any animation;
But what disaster that could bring…
To have another war, caused over
A glance from a social climber
With little heart or brain.- © Copyright 2/12/06, Beth Johnson (Mystic Amazon)
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Under the full moon of March, mad hares dance before mating. If you look at her closely, you can see that the moon is a hare, the other self of the Saxon Goddess Eostre and of the Celtic Goddess Andraste. As a hare, she gives omens for battles and for love. Her witches dance by moonlight like hares in the sprouting fields. Her power and her desire are greatest at the full moon nearest the vernal equinox. This is the moon of the Lady’s mating-madness, the season of wildness, the moment of flowering, the time of renewal. What you seek at this season, you will surely find. What you pursue will not elude you long. What you plant will grow and flower.
This is the full moon of March, the balance point of day and night, when sun and moon light the skies from dawn until dusk and from dusk until dawn again. This is the season of Summer Finding in the North. Druids celebrate the equinox as Alban Eiler, Light of the Earth. English witches celebrate March 25 as Lady Day, the return of the Goddess from the Underworld.
This is the month of the Hag, the Time of the Old Woman, notorious for bad weather. In the Scottish Highlands, each week of March has a name: the Sweeper, the Whistler, the Sharp-Billed One, and the Cailleach-the Hag herself. At this season, the folk who sail the North Sea ask kindness of Aegir and Ran, God and Goddess of weather and tides. Scottish fisher folk go to the shore to ask St. Columba–or Manannan, the sea God–for a bountiful yield.
The Roman year began at the new moon of March. Anna Perenna, Goddess of the turning year, began the month as a crone. At the full moon, she married the young God Mars and became the maiden Goddess Neria. Their union reconciled the lunar and solar years. Priests of Mars, the Leapers, danced and leapt in the streets, clashing weapons against shields. The fires of the hearth Goddess Vesta were lighted using fruit wood and sunlight reflected from a mirror. Vesta herself was crowned with laurel, and her priestesses led a sunwise procession through the city, visiting 27 shrines on the way and casting reed puppets into the Tiber River. Masked flute players roamed the streets in honor of the birth of Minerva, Goddess of wisdom and inventor of the flute.
This is the season when Dionysus danced down from the hills, calling the women to leave their weaving and follow him. Maenads and Bacchantes danced night-long in the mountains, crowned with ivy, mad with wine or spruce ale, and feasting on the tender flesh of Amanita Muscaria. City dwellers celebrated Dionysus and Ariadne, Lady of the Labyrinth, with music and drama contests and festivals of new wine at the full moon.
The Phrygian lion Goddess Cybele held two weeks of festival at the equinox. In Rome, she had two festivals, one for the patricians and one for the common people. The Goddess, in the form of a black meteorite brought to Rome from Asia Minor, was paraded through the streets and ritually bathed in the Almo Brook, to the accompaniment of flutes and cymbals.
At the new moon of March, Osiris, consort of the Great Goddess Isis, entered the House of the Moon. Isis, who invented the sail, opened the Mediterranean for navigation in early March. In the ports, her people carried the new ships down to the sea in processions. Isis herself rode through the streets in a ship built to look like her sacred goose. Carnival parades continued the custom with floats called Triumphs carrying images of the gods, especially Dionysus and Ariadne. The Triumphs became the Greater Trumps of the Tarot deck.
In Macedonia, a traditional Carnival play depicts the marriage of a maiden to a man in a bear skin. The bear is killed by a rival, then revived by a Gypsy woman carrying a bundle of grain dressed as a baby. After the play, the actors parade through the town, scattering seeds and calling, “May wheat be ten piastres the bushel!” Bears are said to take human shape during the winter and return to their own forms in the spring.
Chickens begin to lay in March, and eggs are plentiful by the equinox. After the lean time of the winter, eggs are a promise of plenty. Their yolks symbolize the sun. In Eastern Europe, a straw doll representing winter is dressed and adorned with a necklace of blown eggs, then burned or carried to a river and drowned on Palm Sunday.
The vegetation God Adonis dies and is resurrected at the equinox. In Asia Minor, anemones are called the blood of Adonis. When their blossoms turn the hillsides red, women weep for Adonis in the streets, and the new year begins. In England, women planted Gardens of Adonis–wheat, barley, lentils, lettuce, fennel, privet, and flowers–in pots and took them to church on Easter Sunday. Gypsies decorated a willow tree to honor the Green Man on Easter Monday.
This is the full moon of the Deer Month, the season of birthing. Artemis celebrates her festival of new fawns with cakes shaped like deer. Her priestesses are her hounds, the Alani, who pursue their heart’s desire tirelessly over the roughest ground. She celebrates the full moon of April with moon-shaped cakes marked with the quartered circle and left at the crossroads to bless all who pass by. The hot cross buns of Easter tradition were originally her moon cakes.
At the new moon of March, Hera the Queen of Heaven, grown old as Theria the Crone in the long winter, goes down to her sacred spring at Canathos to bathe. She emerges as Antheia the flowering Maiden, one-in-herself, her virginity renewed. Her priestesses are all Heras, glorying in her wholeness, belonging only to themselves. Her priests are all Heracles, her glory and her secret son, the little hero who dwells in the hearts of us all.
In the woods, the Green Man puts forth sprouts from every root and branch. Even in churches, he flowers in carvings of wood and stone, on arches above doorways or hidden beneath benches. “Here, a throat come aleaf, there a branch held aloft,” his green fire races through the woodlands and pulses in our blood: “this green source, this welling-forth in ever-widening circles, this ‘spring’.”*
*from “The Book of the Green Man” by Ronald Johnson
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Silliness – Helping Dad
A clergyman walking down a country lane and sees a young farmer struggling to load hay back onto a cart after it had fallen off.
“You look hot, my son,” said the cleric. “why don’t you rest a moment, and I’ll give you a hand.”
“No thanks,” said the young man.
“My father wouldn’t like it.”
“Don’t be silly,” the minister said.
“Everyone is entitled to a break. Come and have a drink of water.”
Again the young man protested that his father would be upset. Losing his patience, the clergyman said, “Your father must be a real slave driver. Tell me where I can find him and I’ll give him a piece of my mind!”
“Well,” replied the young farmer, “he’s under the load of hay.”