Yesterday was a little crazy. We didn’t have a lot of customers in and no one for either workshop, but I spent quite a lot of the day sorting my hand-sewing projects so that there isn’t so much living on and under the coffee table. That makes it easier to get pictures and for when we have rituals. We changed the cloth on the table, too. Autumn leaves, now, instead of the grain of summer.
We got supper over at the China Restaurant, since it was getting late, and I had a taste for the green bean beef. We took it home with us, since it was *that* late and did some chores before sleep.
Today Tempus is going to try to tackle the mess by the compounding station, so that I can get things put away and get that back into use and bag some more resins. (Those shelves are behind the pile.) We have the Project Day this afternoon, but we’ll probably keep at our chores right up until someone shows up for that.
A Ken Gagne photo from 9/22/16 of Yachats Bay seagulls
Today is the Feast of In-Gathering in England. It is also known as Harvest-Home, Kirn-Supper or Mell-Supper. This is one of many feasts going on at this time of the year all across Europe and the US that celebrate the gathered harvest. The picture is a Polish Feast with a name that also translates as “Harvest Home”. The original link to this broke, but here is a Wiki article: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Harvest_festival
Today’s Plant is Miner’s Lettuce, Claytonia perfoliata (aka winter purslane, or Indian lettuce). It’s a plant native to our area, growing and blooming in our soggy spring and drying out and dying back in the summer. I’ve seen in re-bloom in the fall. It’s a leaf vegetable that can be eaten raw or cooked like spinach. It’s really choice in salads and very high in vitamin C. It got the name because the Gold Rush miners ate it to prevent scurvy, since they really weren’t eating right. Like any lettuce or most of the salad greens it’s Feminine and Water, but as any high Vitamin C food, its planet correspondence is the Sun. – Sprinkling it inside the home brings happiness, so it’s good in floor washes or new home blessings. Carry it with you for luck and to protect from violence. Put it into sleep pillows or add to a dream catcher to keep away nightmares. I’ve actually slipped it between the mattress and sheets for this purpose. More here:http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Miner%27s_lettuce More on the genus here: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Claytonia
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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 10/5 at 11:40am. Diana’s Bow – On the 3rd day after the new moon you can (weather permitting) see the tiny crescent in the sky, the New Moon holding the Old Moon in her arms. Begin on your goals for the next month. A good time for job interviews or starting a project. Take a concrete step! God/dess aspect: Daughter/Son/Innocence – Associated God/dess: Vesta, Horus. Phase ends on 9/24 at 10:30am. 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 9/27 at 7:54pm.
The waxing Moon steps eastward over Scorpius and Saturn early this week.
This is the time of year when the rich Cygnus Milky Way crosses the zenith in the hour after nightfall is complete (for skywatchers at mid-northern latitudes). The Milky Way now rises straight up from the southwest horizon, passed overhead, and runs straight down to the northeast.
Saturn on September 17th, imaged remotely in “fair seeing” with the 1-meter Chilescope by Damian Peach and the Chilescope team. Saturn was just past eastern quadrature, so the globe is casting its shadow well to the east of our line of sight onto the rings behind it. (South is up.) Two days earlier, Cassini added itself to Saturn’s material forever.
Goddess Month of Mala runs from 9/6 – 10/2
Celtic Tree Month of Muin/Vine, Sep 2 – 29
Runic half-month of Kenaz/Ken/Kebo – September 13-27 – Ken represents a flaming torch within the royal hall, so it’s the time of the creative fire – the forge where natural materials are transmuted by the force of the human will into a mystical third, an artifact that could not otherwise come into being. The positive aspects of sexuality that are immanent in Freya and Frey come into play at this time. Nigel Pennick, The Pagan Book of Days, Destiny Books, Rochester, Vermont, USA, 1992, p. 102 Runic half-month of Gebo/ Gyfu – Sept 28-Oct 12 – Gyfu represents the unity that a gift brings between the donor & recipient. It is a time of unification, both between members of society and between the human and divine. Nigel Pennick, The Pagan Book of Days, Destiny Books, Rochester, Vermont, USA, 1992, p. 102
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Celtic Tree Month of Muin/Vine Sep 2 – 29 – Muin – (MUHN, like “foot”), vine – The grape (Vitis vinifera L.) is a vine growing as long as 35 m (115 feet), in open woodlands and along the edges of forests, but most commonly seen today in cultivation, as the source of wine, grape juice, and the grape juice concentrate that is so widely used as a sweetener. European grapes are extensively cultivated in North America, especially in the southwest, and an industry and an agricultural discipline are devoted to their care and the production of wine. Grapes are in the Grape family (Vitaceae).
Tides for Alsea Bay
Day High Tide Height Sunrise Moon Time % Moon
~ /Low Time Feet Sunset Visible
Su 24 High 3:53 AM 6.6 7:06 AM Rise 11:36 AM 13
~ 24 Low 9:44 AM 1.9 7:09 PM Set 9:55 PM
~ 24 High 3:44 PM 7.3
~ 24 Low 10:26 PM 0.6
Affirmation/Thought for the Day – Love yourself first and everything else falls into line.
~ The end of man is action, and not thought, though it be of the nobles- Thomas Carlyle
~ The first requisite for success is the ability to apply your physical and mental energies to one problem incessantly without growing weary. -Thomas Edison
~ The highest stage in moral culture at which we can arrive is when we recognize that we ought to control our thoughts. – Charles Darwin
~ The person who says something is impossible should not interrupt the person who is doing it. – Chinese Proverb
Over! the sweet summer closes,
The reign of the roses is done;
Over and gone with the roses,
And over and gone with the sun.
Here; but our sun in Aquitaine lasts longer. I would I were in Aquitaine again–your north chills me.
Over! the sweet summer closes,
And never a flower at the close;
Over and gone with the roses,
And winter again and the snows. –Alfred, Lord Tennyson (1809–92)
The Happiness of Remembering – A Pujatale by Tasha www.heartwingsandfriends.com
Once there was a happy Buddha named Bobo. He loved to smile and laugh, and wherever he went he spread joy. This was his job. As a result, he received whatever he needed, whenever he needed it, All he had to do was to remember to be thankful.
However, as time went by, he began to take what he received for granted and forgot to be thankful. One day One day he found himself before the throne of Most High.
“Well, Bobo,” said Most High, “you are forgetting to be thankful.”
“I’m so sorry,” Bobo replied. “I promise I’ll never do it again.”
“Well,” said Most High kindly, “You’ll get another chance, but if you begin to forget again, the law of reciprocity will have its way with you. There’s nothing I can do about that”
“Oh,” said Bobo, “Ah. Hum.”
“You remember, Bobo, reciprocity means that what goes around comes around. Sometimes it’s called the golden rule,” Most High added.
“I won’t forget again,” said Bobo sincerely. And for some time he was extra careful to remember to be thankful. But in spite of his good intentions, he began forgetting again. One day he forgot to say “Thank you,” to the woman who was giving him some water to drink.
“Bobo, you have lost your awareness,” Most High said sadly. “You forgot to stay present in the moment. I am sorry to say, you will completely forget you are a Buddha. That will continue only until such time as you remember enough of what it means to be a Buddha again.”
“What does that mean?” Bobo asked, but already he was back where he had been. Now he wondered why he was there and what he was supposed to be doing. He shook his head and sighed. “I must spend my days remembering something, but I’m not sure what.”
With a vague feeling that something was missing from his life, Bobo wandered the streets. He had to rummage in trash cans for bits of leftover food and clothing and huddle on street corners trying to stay warm. He grew more and more miserable.
One day, he found a small grey alley cat. Starving and angry, she was even worse off than he was. She almost bit his hand when he offered her some of the half eaten sandwich he’d found in the trash. He felt sorry for her. His chest began to feel warm from the inside out. His heart was expanding. What could he do to help?
He spoke to her softly. Eventually she came closer. Finally she crawled into his coat for warmth. As time went by, he nursed her back to health, sharing his food, talking to her and petting her when he felt lonely.
He found a bird with a broken wing fluttering on the sidewalk. Tenderly he picked it up. Somehow with very little effort, the wing went back in place. He carried the pigeon in his picket until it could fly, but by then it was used to his pocket and liked being there when it wasn’t aloft.
His collection of animals grew. He carried a mouse in another pocket, a small garter snake he’d found half dead outside a pet shop coiled around his wrist. A mangy dog adopted him and grew progressively better looking with feeding and brushing. It wasn’t always easy to find enough food, but he persevered. Sometimes he went without food himself to feed them. He didn’t mind. He’d just pat his round belly and say, well, I have plenty here already.
One day he found an abandoned hut in the woods. He filled it with guests that he fed, watered, and petted. Some came and went, though his original few remained. He spent his time caring for those who came his way. By now he had forgotten he was supposed to remember something. Still, he was content in his life.
Much to his surprise, one day he found himself in front of Most High. “Sometimes it helps to get practice in what you forget,” Most High said. All at once Bobo remembered he was a Buddha. It made him very happy.
“Thank you,” he said. “Now can I go back and take care of my friends?”
Most High smiled and nodded.
Instantly Bobo was back in his hut with all the furred and feathered friends he loved. The only difference was now he remembered why he was there. And that made him happier than ever.