Minus Tide at 9:58 AM of -1.7 feet.
Yesterday was a bit of a slog. We were both pretty tired. Monday is our Friday, so you can see why. We worked on getting things cleaned up. I had to re-set all the crystals bottles again because of someone being “helpful”. <sigh> We had a couple of sets of stuff to re-sell come in yesterday, a few more books and a few jewelry bits, that will get priced and set out for sale during the day today…. I hope…
Late in the day Amy came in for a chat right before class, then Jeanne and then class started. We managed to get through the whole quick reference ritual form, but I wasn’t in as good shape as usual, so we closed up and stopped a little early and Tempus and I headed home, very sleepy.
It had been raining during class, just a light rain, although when we got across the bridge it was momentarily startlingly heavy. He dozed off right away and I read for awhile, but he got up early this morning to work on his route list and I slept later. We were going to move some plant buckets today, but didn’t have the hand-truck, so we’ll do that tomorrow. They’re just a bit heavy to carry with all the dirt and rocks.
We were really late coming in and this is later because my computer had a bunch of updates that really slowed things down for
awhile. Now it seems to be behaving pretty well, but it’s been fighting me off and on for
a couple of hours already. I’m doing computer and newsletter stuff today and then this evening into the night I’ll be working on embroidery and jumble pages, alternating with herbs.
Tempus is working in back right now, getting me space to do some work on herbs. Mostly I need to pull bags of dried stuff and get them prepped enough to go into the regular jars or decide that they need to be dumped.
A picture of sunstones from our Rabbit Hill trip a couple of years ago. They’re the pale gold translucent ones that you see scattered among the other pebbles.
Today’s feast is the Initium Aestas after the god, Aestas, the personification of summer. It is a weather prognostication. If it rains on this day, it will be damper than usual for the next 7 weeks. Aestas is often seen as a full-grown man (personally, I think of the BayWatch guys) tall and good looking and unscarred, very athletic and often blond or red-haired. “Careless in his strength” is a phrase in a lot of the poetry.
Today’s Plant is Lovage, levisticum officinale. It seems to have originated somewhere near the eastern Mediterranean and has been cultivated for a long while, being a very useful plant. It has a strong, long-lasting scent, that reminds a person of celery and parsley, but with the volume turned up. It’s great in salads, but chop it small and mix with other greens or it overpowers! Both leaf and seed are great in soups, especially seafood chowders and the roots can be eaten as a vegetable. I’ve drunk lovage cordial, which is tasty. It has a high flavonoid content, as well. Medicinally, a strong leaf tea, iced, is a good antiseptic, especially for extensive scrapes, where it takes down the sting and swelling very quickly and can be splashed on as often as needed. It can be used for mild cases of water retention, as well, and even with high blood pressure. – Masculine, Sun, Fire – This herb is often used in love magicks, but works best as a self-confidence enhancer. Take a bath with a sachet of the leaves, or make a strong tea that you toss into the bathwater before going out to meet new people or to start a new job. It also helps to small a sachet of the leaves if you’re having trouble concentrating on a task. Wiki has more: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lovage
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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 7/8 at 9:07pm. 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 6/30 at 5:51pm.
This evening, look for 1st-magnitude Regulus within 1° or 2° of the waxing crescent Moon.
Saturn (magnitude 0.0, in southern Ophiuchus) glows pale yellowish in the southeast to south during evening. Fiery Antares, less bright, is 15° to Saturn’s right or lower right. Delta Scorpii, the third brightest object in the area, catches the eye half that far to the upper right of Antares.
Goddess Month of Rosea runs from 6/13 – 7/10
Celtic Tree Month of Duir/Oak, Jun 10 – Jul 7 –
Runic half-month of Dagaz/ Dag, 6/14-6/28 – Beneficial rune of light, health, prosperity and openings, signifying the high point of the day and the high point of the year when in light and warmth all things are possible. Runic New Year’s Eve, final day of the runic year June 28 Runic New Year and half-month of Fehu/ Feoh, 6/29-7/13 Important in the runic year cycle, today marks beginning of the first rune, Feoh, sacred to Frey and Freya (Freyja), the lord and lady often worshipped in modern Wicca. It is the half-month of wealth and success. Nigel Pennick, The Pagan Book of Days, Destiny Books, Rochester, Vermont, USA, 1992, 1992
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Celtic Tree Month of Duir/Oak, Jun 10 – Jul 7 – The oak of myth and legend is the common oak (Quercus robur L.). It is sometimes called the great oak, which is a translation of its Latin name (robur is the root of the English word “robust”). It grows with ash and beech in the lowland forests, and can reach a height of 150 feet and age of 800 years. Along with ashes, oaks were heavily logged throughout recent millennia, so that the remaining giant oaks in many parts of Europe are but a remnant of forests past. Like most other central and northern European trees, common oaks are deciduous, losing their leaves before Samhain and growing new leaves in the spring so that the trees are fully clothed by Bealltaine. Common oaks are occasionally cultivated in North America, as are the similar native white oak, valley oak, and Oregon oak. Oaks are members of the Beech family (Fagaceae). Curtis Clark
Tides for Alsea Bay
Day High Tide Height Sunrise Moon Time % Moon
~ /Low Time Feet Sunset Visible
Tu 27 High 3:03 AM 8.1 5:34 AM Rise 9:51 AM 10
~ 27 Low 9:58 AM -1.7 9:05 PM Set 11:55 PM
~ 27 High 4:33 PM 7.1
~ 27 Low 10:15 PM 1.9
Affirmation/Thought for the Day – High intention operates in the midst of abundance. Abundance operates in the midst of high intention.
~ What other people thought was really always irrelevant to me. – Steve Nash
~ When ye are prepared for a thing, the opportunity to use it presents itself. – Edgar Cayce
~ When you get sick of being sick, you stop being sick. The sage has gotten sick of being sick, therefore he is no longer sick! – Lao Tzu
~ Words may show a man’s wit but actions his meaning. – Benjamin Franklin
When sun-rays crown thy pine-clad hills
And summer spreads her hand,
When silvern voices tune thy rills,
We love thee, smiling land. –Sir Cavendish Boyle, governor of Newfoundland (1849–1916)
When She danced on the water and the wind was Her horn,
The Lady laughed, and everything was born,
She lit the sun and its light gave Him birth,
The Lord of the Dance then appeared on the Earth.
Chorus: Dance, dance, wherever you may be,
For I am the Lord of the Dance ,said He!
I’ll lead you all wherever you may be
and I’ll lead you all in the Dance, said He!
I danced in the morning when the world was begun,
I danced in the Moon and the Stars and the Sun,
I was called from the darkness by the Song of the Earth,
I joined in the singing and She gave Me birth!
I dance at the Sabbat when you chant the Spell,
I dance and sing that everyone be well;
When the dance is over, do not think that I am gone
To live is the music! So still dance on!
They cut me down, but I leap up high,
I am the Life that will never, ever die,
I live in you if you live in me,
I am the Lord of the Dance , said He.
I dance in the Circle when the flames leap up high,
I dance in the Fire and I never, ever die,
I dance in the waves of the bright summer sea,
For I am the Lord of the wave’s mystery.
I sleep in the kernel, and I dance in the rain,
I dance in the wind and through waving grain,
And when you cut me down, I care nothing for the pain;
In the spring I’m the lord of the Dance once again!
I see the Maidens laughing as they dance in the sun,
And I count the fruits of the harvest, one by one,
I know the storm is coming, but the grain is all stored,
So I sing of the Dance of the Lady and Her Lord.
The Horn of the Lady cast its sound across the plain,
The birds took the notes and gave them back again,
Till the sound of Her music was a song in the sky,
And to that song there is only one reply.
The moon in her phases and the tides of the sea,
The movement of the earth and the seasons that will be,
Are the rhythm for the dancing, and a promise through the years,
That the Dance goes on through all our joy and tears.
We dance ever slower as the leaves fall and spin,
And the sound of the Horn is the wailing of the wind,
The Earth is wrapped in stillness, and we move in a trance,
But we hold on fast to our faith in the dance!
The sun is in the northland and the days grow chill
and the sound of the Horn is fading on the hill,
‘Tis the Horn of the Hunter, as He rides across the plain,
And the Lady sleeps till the Spring comes again.
The sun is in the Northland and the days lengthen fast,
and soon we will sing for the winter that is past.
Now we light the candles and rejoice as they burn
And we dance the Dance of the Sun’s return!
The snow is slowly melting and the clouds bring the rain,
the Lady awakes, for the spring has come again.
We dance in the meadows, and we dance in the groves,
And rejoice in the Lord’s and the Lady’s love.
They danced in the darkness and they danced in the night
They danced on the earth, and everything was light;
They danced out the Darkness and they danced in the Dawn
And the Day of that dancing is still going on!
I gaze on the heavens and I gaze on the earth,
And I feel the pain of dying and rebirth,
And I lift my head in gladness, and in praise
for the Dance of the Lord, and His Lady gay.
I dance in the stars as they whirl throughout space,
And I dance in the pulse of the veins in your face.
No dance is too great, no dance is too small,
You can look anywhere, for I dance in them all! – Aiden Kelly
Exxonerated – Let’s say that a CERTAIN oil tanker captain gets cranked up and wipes out the Alaskan coastline, but he only gets charged with criminal mischief, which kind of sounds like all he did was tape “kick me” signs to the backs of penguins. Well, then you can describe that captain as “Exxonerated”.