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I had spent so much time during the night up and down that when I tried to get up for breakfast it just wasn’t going to happen. I did manage to get up at 9 to wait for the housekeeping people, but I finally had to call the front desk twice to get them here around 12:30. While I was waiting I was working on various sewing projects that I brought with me, things that just took tracing and cutting out, rather than a functional brain.
Arthur called just after housekeeping was done to say that they were back at the house and he was heading for the store. I told him I was going to take a nap. He said he’d call back at 4 when the cooking was partway done.
I woke and got back to work on my projects and he finally called around 5. Billy and Kimberley picked me up and we headed for the house. I got to prowl around a little while supper was finishing up. They have a nice space.
Arthur cooked a soup that he calls, “Lemonyi” and a lamb roast and they were delicious. Arthur also pulled out some of the wines that he’s been making, also very good. I managed to give everyone their batches of the spice mixes that I had made for them and they were appreciative. We had Raven’s birthday cake and talked and told family stories.
By 9pm, though, everyone was getting tired, so I got dropped back off at the motel and got a nap. When I woke, around 11, I talked to Tempus for awhile, and then fought the computer, trying to get it to cooperate. In between I was embroidering.
I kept getting colder and colder. For some reason the room was cooling off really fast last night. I think I ran the heat at least once every hour while I was up. I finally ran it for quite awhile, one last time, then went to bed.
I need to get my train ticket today and start packing up the things that I’ve strewn from one end of the room the other. I don’t know what plans everyone has, but at some point we’ll all get together.
Today’s plant, Lungwort (Pulmonaria ) is one of the first perennials to bloom, with bright flowers and spotted leaves. Zones 4-8 More here: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lungwort …and there are lots of pix in Wikimedia Commons here: http://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/Pulmonaria – Feminine, Air, the Sylphs – It is a plant of helpful magick for breathing problems from COPD to asthma to TB to lung cancer….
…and I’m going to say it again. The info in these “Today’s Plant” things is to help with the magickal aspect of the herbs! Anything medicinal, go talk to an herbalist!
The feast day of St. Perin, patron saint of Cornwall and tin miners, has come to be called Perrantide, a national day in Cornwall. It’s a created holiday from the 19th century, trying to develop some national pride, but it grew out of the tinworkers’ holiday that involved a lot of alcohol and food. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/St_Piran%27s_Day There are some fun stories about St. Perrin. One is that some folks tried to kill him by tying a millstone around his neck and pitching him into the ocean.He floated to Cornwall on the stone. The connection to the tinminers, tinsmelters & tinsmiths also is another tale that is related to the white on black cross of his symbol. Supposedly his hearthstone got very hot and tin rose to the surface in the form of a cross! http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Saint_Piran
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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 3/6 at 8:04am. 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 8:04am on 3/6.
Old Farmer’s Almanac Sky Map for February
Goddess Month of of Moura, runs from 2/20-3/19
Celtic Tree Month of Nuin/Nion/Ash, Feb 18 – Mar 17, Nion (NEE-uhn)
Runic half-month of Teiwaz/Tyr, 2/27-3/13 This is a time of positive regulation, sacrifice and hard work in order to progress.
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Celtic Tree Month of Nuin/Nion/Ash, Feb 18 – Mar 17, Nion (NEE-uhn), ash – the common ash (Fraxinus excelsior L.) is a major tree of lowland forests in much of Europe, along with oaks and beeches. It grows to 40 m (130 feet) in open sites, with a broad crown reminiscent of American elm trees. Ash was and still is an important timber tree, and is a traditional material for the handle of a besom. The common ash is occasionally cultivated in North America, and similar native ash species are widely grown as street trees. Ashes are members of the Olive family (Oleaceae).
Ogam letter correspondences to study this month Oir – Spindle Ogam letter correspondences
Letter: TH, OI
Meaning: Finish obligations and tasks or your life cannot move forward.******
Day High Tide Height Sunrise Moon Time % Moon
~ /Low Time Feet Sunset Visible
Tu 5 High 12:11 AM 6.8 6:47 AM Rise 6:43 AM 3
~ 5 Low 5:52 AM 2.4 6:09 PM Set 5:21 PM
~ 5 High 11:39 AM 7.7
~ 5 Low 6:22 PM 0.1
Affirmation/Thought for the Day – Rest is good, but not when it feeds inertia. Let rest be true rest, then rise again to the practices that feed your soul.
~ I think laughter may be a form of courage. As humans we sometimes stand tall and look into the sun and laugh, and I think we are never more brave than when we do that. – Linda Ellerbee (1944- ) American Journalist
~ I think that I may say that an American has not seen the United States until he has seen Mardi Gras in New Orleans. – Mark Twain (1835–1910)
~ When you cannot make up your mind which of two evenly balanced courses of action you should take – choose the bolder. – W.J. Slim
~ Never tell people how to do things. Tell them what to do and they will surprise you with their ingenuity. – General George S. Patton
Spanning the winter’s cold gulf with an arch,
Over it, rampant, rides in the March. – Constance Fenimore Woolson (1840–94)
Ostara Magick – Lore – Rabbits that Lay Eggs? It’s a German Thing – Published: Tuesday, March 06, 2012 – By Kathryn Boughton – http://www.housatonictimes.com/articles/2012/03/06/life/doc4f5678ffcca3f879079008.txt?viewmode=fullstory
BROOKFIELD- Everyone knows that rabbits don’t lay eggs—so what is this thing with Easter bunnies? Why not an Easter duck? Or an Easter hen? That would make more sense, wouldn’t it?
Well, Easter bunnies, like most Christian holiday traditions, are drawn from pagan beliefs, dusted off, repackaged and sold as representative of Christ’s story. In the case of Easter bunnies, rabbits are notorious for their fervent lovelife and their consequent fertility. Easter, the season of rebirth, not illogically became associated with hares and rabbits, as did eggs, the very icon of new life.
The Easter bunny appears to have originated in Germany, where tales were told of the “Easter hare,” which laid eggs for children to find. According to the legend, only good children received gifts of colored eggs in the nests that they made in their caps and bonnets before Easter. The tradition was carried to America by German immigrants, and the immigrants may have also made popular the practice of making chocolate bunnies and eggs.
Obviously, rabbits and hares could not really be relied upon to provide Easter eggs, but chickens could. And since eggs were forbidden the faithful during Lent by the early church, there was a surplus during the 40 days of fasting. To preserve as many as possible, the eggs were hard boiled and were thus a mainstay of Easter meals and a prized Easter gift for hungry children and servants.
Why they were dyed different colors remains a mystery, but a variety of traditions have emerged. The ancient Zoroastrians are said to have painted eggs for Nowrooz, their New Year celebration, which falls on the spring equinox. The Nawrooz tradition is said to have existed for at least 2,500 years. The sculptures on the walls of Persepolis show people carrying eggs for Nowrooz to the king. Egyptians, Romans and Greeks are also reported to have dyed eggs for their spring celebrations.
Orthodox Christians in the Middle East and in Greece still paint eggs bright red to symbolize the blood of Christ, while in Armenia hollow egg shells are decorated with pictures of Christ, the Virgin Mary and other religious figures. The art form reached its apex in Poland and Ukraine where eggs are skillfully decorated by using multiple applications of wax to create intricate patterns on the dyed eggs.
In Germany, with its Protestant aversion to religious symbolism, eggs were dyed plain green, the color of spring, and were given as gifts on Holy Thursday. Colorful hollow eggs were dyed and hung on trees throughout towns. Austrians placed little plants around the eggs and then boiled them, creating white patterns when the plants were removed.
The decorated eggs became the object of children’s games, a practice that continues today in Easter Egg hunts and egg rolls. The most famous egg roll takes place on the White House lawn every year, a tradition said to have been originated by the irrepressibly social Dolly Madison, who, told that Egyptian children used to roll eggs down the pyramids, invited Washington, D.C., children to roll hard-boiled eggs down the hilly lawn of the new Capitol building.
The custom continued there, except during the Civil War, until 1880 when curmudgeonly legislators complained the children were ruining the lawn. The egg roll was transferred to the White House lawn, where it has been held since.
Silliness – Good Advice – Military Style – As the test pilot climbs out of the experimental aircraft, having torn off the wings and tail in the crash landing, the crash truck arrives, the rescuer sees a bloodied pilot and asks “What happened?”. The pilot’s reply: “I don’t know, I just got here myself! – Attributed to Ray Crandell (Lockheed test pilot)