What a change from yesterday! Today’s it’s solidly cloudy and 59F. The clouds are at 500 feet and there’s next to no wind even in the exposed spots. The air blowing in the door smells good. It’s definitely starting to look like some rain on Friday and Sunday and probably on Saturday and Monday, too, but then it’ll start warming and drying mid-week.
Yesterday we got a lot of little things done and most of our chores. I spent a good long while alternating between embroidery, working on my recorder book and reading, as well. We got the sunroom watered, Tempus watered the new plants and I did a little more work on weeding and prep. I need to remember to harvest my lungwort, too. Books got sorted, laundry happened, at least partway, picking up and putting away happened. I still need to go around my side of the bed and get some things that have dropped into the inaccessible spots…. Well, they’re not inaccessible, just difficult. I need my grabber for most of those….
Tempus headed for Newport at around 8:30. I did some more on the quiet things and dozed repeatedly, taking a long nap after midnight. He picked me up at around 3:30 and we did the Bayshore part of the route, then he dropped me at the shop at 4:20 because I had some things that I had intended to do during the evening and I just couldn’t face some of the bumpy parts of the route heading out 34. I was pretty ouchy, yesterday.
He picked me back up at 5:30 or so. It was already twilight and I spent the rest of the run burbling about sources for music and looking at flowers. A lot of things are in bloom, now. Tempus had a really good idea for finding some of the music that I need for the book, so I sat down for about 20 minutes or so and found a whole bunch of online sources for two of them!
We have a few chores to finish, but the big thing today is that the piano tuner is coming to do my little piano and we have to get ready for that. We still have a few things to finish, like putting my laundry away and such. Tempus just opened the doors to the outside and started the fan going, so we can cool the apartment down. It was 78 in here when I got up!
A photo of the ocean by Ken Gagne on 4/24/18. If you pop it all the way open, you can see Poseidon’s face in the spray over on the far right.
Today’s plant, sacred to both St. Dorothea (patron saint of florists, which is the attribution that you usually see) and to Aphrodite, is the Jacinth or blue Hyacinth, Hyacinthus orientalis. It is highly poisonous, but has a use or two in the herbalist’s pharmacopeia. It is a lovely plant with a sweet scent that is a garden favorite. It hybridizes easily and will propagate itself in the right environment. – Male, Venus, Water – Promotes happiness, peace of mind and peaceful sleep. Attracts love, luck, and good fortune. Named for Hiakinthos, Greek God of homosexual love, this is the patron herb for gay men. Guards against nightmares when used as an oil, burned as incense, or included in dream pillows. Carry in amulet or sachet to ease grief or the pain of childbirth. More on this plant here: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hyacinthus_orientalis or here: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hyacinth_%28plant%29 and on St. Dorothea here: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dorothea_of_Caesare
Today is the date in 1986 when the Chernobyl Nuclear Power Plant near Chernobyl, Ukrainian SSR, suffered a steam explosion, resulting in a fire, a nuclear meltdown, and the evacuation and resettlement of over 336,000 people around Europe. It apparently started from an unauthorized experiment, a couple of large power surges and then graphite being exposed to air, which caused it to catch fire. The long-term effects are pretty horrendous and haven’t been caught up with, yet. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chernobyl_Nuclear_Power_Plant More on the disaster itself here: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chernobyl_disaster
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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 4/29 at 5:58pm. Waxing Gibbous Moon – From seven to fourteen days after the new moon. For spells that need concentrated work over a ¼ moon cycle this is the best time for constructive workings. Aim to do the last working on the day of the Full moon, before the turn. Keywords for the Gibbous phase are: analyze, prepare, trust. It is the time in a cycle to process the results of the actions taken during the First Quarter. During this phase you are gathering information. Give up making judgments; it will only lead to worry. Your knowledge is incomplete. Laugh. Analyze and filter. LOOK WITHIN. God/dess aspect: Maiden/Youth, but in the uncommitted phase, the Warriors – Associated God/desses: Dion, Dionysius, Venus, Thor. Phase ends at the Full on 4/29 at 5:58pm.
Arcturus is the narrow point of the Kite of Boötes, climbing the eastern sky after dark these evenings. Below the head of the kite is the semicircle of Corona Borealis. Arcturus is the brightest star in the east these evenings. Spica shines about three fists at arm’s length to its lower right. To the right of Spica by half that distance is the distinctive four-star constellation of Corvus >>> the Crow of Spring.
Jupiter stands out among the background stars of central Libra from the time it rises around 9 p.m. local daylight time until morning twilight is well underway. The giant planet is near its best for the year right now, reaching opposition in two weeks (on May 8). Jupiter shines at magnitude –2.5, which makes it the brightest point of light in the evening sky once Venus sets around 10 p.m. The best time to view the planet through a telescope is when it climbs highest in the south, a position it reaches around 2 a.m. Jupiter’s spectacular disk spans 44″, and its dynamic atmosphere shows at least two parallel dark belts.
Saturn rises before 1 a.m. local daylight time and climbs some 25° high in the south as morning twilight starts to paint the sky. The ringed planet shines at magnitude 0.4 against the backdrop of northern Sagittarius the Archer, some 12° west of Mars. When viewed through a telescope, Saturn shows a 17″-diameter disk surrounded by a stunning ring system that spans 39″ and tilts 25° to our line of sight.
Old Farmer’s Almanac Sky Map for April 2018 – https://www.almanac.com/sites/default/files/skymap_april2018.pdf
Goddess Month of Maia runs from 4/18 – 5/15
Celtic Tree Month of Saille/Willow, Apr 15 – May 12
Runic half-month of Mannaz/ Man, April 14-28 A time when the archetypal reality of the human condition should be meditated upon. Nigel Pennick, The Pagan Book of Days, Destiny Books, Rochester, Vermont, USA, 1992, 1992 Runic half-month of Laguz/ Lagu, 4/29-5/13 Representing the flowing and mutable forces of water, Lagu symbolizes life, growth and waxing power of this time of year.
©2018 M. Bartlett, Some parts separately copyright
Celtic Tree Month of Saille/Willow, Apr 15 – May 12 – The Willow in the Tree alphabet stands for the female and lunar rhythms of life. She is water-seeking, thriving from preference on the damp margins of lakes and streams or across the low-lying water meadows. Water and the tidal movements of the sea are governed by the pull of the moon. The moon in its monthly rhythms is female, contrasting with the male sun’s daily and yearly turnings. In several ways, the Celts held women in higher regard than we do today. On the material level, women were property owners, and whoever controlled the property controlled the marriage. Women of all types and ages appeared in the Celtic pantheon, the spiritual strength and life-giving qualities given by both female and male recognized equally. There were colleges of Druidesses – learned women and teachers – respected equally for their gifts of see-ship, often expressed through dreams, or night visions.
Magical Associations: Romantic love, healing, protection, fertility, magic for women.
Tides for Alsea Bay
Day High Tide Height Sunrise Moon Time % Moon
~ /Low Time Feet Sunset Visible
W 25 Low 3:48 AM 2.2 6:16 AM Set 4:27 AM 70
~ 25 High 9:31 AM 6.7 8:13 PM Rise 3:36 PM
~ 25 Low 4:07 PM 0.3
~ 25 High 10:36 PM 7.2
Affirmation/Thought for the Day – Life is too short to be unhappy.
~ Being a warrior is about handling force, redirecting force. – Kerr Cuhulain
~ Distrust all in whom the impulse to punish is powerful. – Friedrich Nietzsche
~ Do not be satisfied with the stories that come before you. Unfold your own myth. – Rumi
~ Doing your child’s homework is a bit like believing that they can get into shape by watching someone else exercise. – Lawrence Kutner
Let it rain in April and May for me,
And all the rest of the year for thee. – proverb
Beltaine Our May Morn – http://paganwiccan.about.com/gi/dynamic/offsite.htm?zi=1/XJ/Ya&sdn=paganwiccan&cdn=religion&tm=5&gps=45_5_784_599&f=11&tt=14&bt=0&bts=0&zu=http%3A//www.witchvox.com/holidays/xbeltaine.html
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Beltaine – Our May Morn by M. Macha NightMare, ©2002
My partner Corby and I (long-time committed, but not exclusive, relationship with a person of the male persuasion – I was born female and always liked that fact) arise in the dark to drive over from our home in Marin County, California across the Bay to Berkeley to sing up the Sun with the Berkeley Morris Dancers at Inspiration Point in Tilden Park.
We gather at a vista parking lot that faces East towards the hills of Contra Costa County. I’ve been doing this for close to 20 years, and the Berkeley Morris Dancers have been doing it longer. The death a few years ago of the dance master Terry O’Neill engendered great sadness, but his legacy lives on with the dancers.
Although as I understand it, Morris dancers in England are male, this troupe has dancers of both genders who dance all the dances together. There are no men’s dances and women’s dances that I can see. They are dressed in white shirts and pants, with red vests, and wear multicolored streamers and bells around their legs just below the knee. A fiddler and other musicians accompany them. One of the dancers is a little blond boy of about five. There’s also a bear — a “Cal bear”? — and a clown/fool dressed in harlequinish black-and-white striped leggings and black-and-white geometrical-patterned clothing.
The sweetest thing this year is a baby — boy or girl I could not tell — sitting on a blanket with hir parents at the edge of the circle. She or he is a round-faced, rosy-cheeked tyke dressed in a white fuzzy overall garment, like a sleeper only with a hood with ears. S/he looks like a bunny rabbit. S/he keeps being drawn to the dancers, crawling off the blanket towards the music and the action. Eventually the dance master takes hir in his arms for a turn or two with the other dancers.
Morris dancers dance in sets, often making patterns and rhythms with sticks, and sometimes even with swords. They’re loud and festive, encouraged by the appreciative crowd of Pagans encircling them.
There is one dance that everyone is invited to participate in, a large circle dance, very sprightly and enthusiastic, if a bit confused. Corby and I laugh and dance in the triple circle we have to arrange ourselves in because there are so many of us.
During the dancing, a member of the troupe passes through the assembled crowd offering bites of a tasty poppyseed May cake. Another passes the hat for cash donations.
Parents bring their little babies all bundled up in the cold. (Relative, of course. This is, after all, California). Toddlers, children, tweens, teens, young adults, mature adults, oldsters in chairs or walking with staffs – about 200-300 Pagans in the predawn air. Some of the younger folks have been awakened in the dark and driven to this annual rite every year of their lives. These events will be in their memories of their childhoods. Now there are third generation babies coming with their parents and grandparents.
By 7:00 a.m. or so it’s all over. The Sun has risen, we’ve cheered its return. We’ve sung a few May carols together. Those of us who must work day jobs on this sabbat can leave in time to get to work. Some may join others at a restaurant for breakfast before going to work. Many years that’s what I did. This year, however, Corby and I have taken the day off.
Most years we’ve taken over one or more restaurants, where we continue to sing May carols now and then, and generally party up the place. Some restaurant staff stress over this, but most enjoy it, especially when we leave generous tips for all the bother we’ve put them to.
This year, however, Vicki, who regularly attends with her three daughters, decides to offer her own solution to the restaurant dilemmas – dealing with morning rush-hour traffic, looking for parking, pushing tables together, keeping the coffee brewing, overwhelming the kitchen and wait staff. She lives with her family in a huge house in the Oakland hills. So she invites us to a huge buffet breakfast of crepes, fresh red strawberries, sausage, coffee and other tasty comestibles she’d prepared ahead of time and which is all ready and waiting for us as we drift in from our outing in the hills.
All the downstairs rooms fill with Pagans. Teens seem to congregate in the breakfast room. Crones like me balance our food on our laps while we gab about all manner of topics in the sunken living room. It’s just great fun all round.
Last April 30 I had a hysterectomy (fibroids) so wasn’t up on the hill. That makes this year’s pilgrimage all the sweeter. Beltane is a year and a day since my surgery. Corby and I, having taken the day off work, spend much of the afternoon in traditional celebration, Not in the furrowed fields, not in the orchards, rather in our own cozy bed.
Although this year it’s too dry to find much May Morn dew to wash our faces, and I’m too sleepy to gather fresh mugwort to put in our pillows to facilitate dreams and visions like we usually do on Beltane, we share a most joyous turning of the Wheel. We hope you did, too.
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Silliness – Murphy’s Laws of Computing
- When computing, whatever happens, behave as though you meant it to happen.
2. When you get to the point where you really understand your computer, it’s probably obsolete.
3. The first place to look for information is in the section of the manual where you’d least expect to find it.
4. When the going gets tough, upgrade.
5. For every action, there is an equal and opposite malfunction.
6. To err is human…to blame your computer for your mistakes is even more human, it’s downright natural.
7. He who laughs last, probably has a back-up.
8. The number one cause of computer problems is computer solutions.
9. A complex system that does’ t work is invariably found to have evolved from a simpler system that worked just fine.
10. A computer program will always do what you tell it to do, but rarely what you want it to do.