Bright sunshine! It’s so bright it looks like it ought to be warm. It’s not. What wind there is just went right on through me! ….but I’m temperature-sensitive when I have a bad headache…. 55F, Wind at 4mph, AQI7, UV3. I think the weather thinks it’s spring break week, already. It’s supposed to be dry for at least a week with the temps getting a little higher each day so that most of that time the daytime high will be in the 60’s.
Tempus ran out to do the bank deposit while I was still getting the newsletter out and headed out with the laundry just past 4pm. I got a few pictures, developed them and the ones I took over the weekend and got them added to the proper blog pages.
After Tempus got back I told him what I’d been up to and had him do the stuff that I couldn’t. Tempus put an extra shelf back there and some of the extra feast things that have been in the way, like the iced tea maker and extra crockpots, went in, plus the box of extra personal water bottles.
I think I have all of the pieces of Tupperware that broke during the feast prep together, so I got pictures and sent them to the Tupperware person that I work with.
…and finished a batch of pickled eggs and fixed a wimpy batch of mixed veg pickle, giving it more authority. ….and about that time Tempus took off for Newport and I curled up for a nap.
When I got up he was just starting the bulk drops, since the papers were late because of stickers. He didn’t start on the regular route until nearly 2:30! I had been working hard on the trip page, which I finished around 3:30. https://wp.me/P2xgQ8-7JH. …and then I crashed. I had an awful headache, which is only just now easing. I’ve been curled up in back for most of 12 hours.
Tempus got in around 8:30. He’s making coffee. Maybe that will settle this stupid headache so I can get some work done. …and Facebook is down. Googling about it says that there’s a configuration error. It’s been awhile since it was unavailable like this. Instagram is out as well. Tempus says that it started around noon from the looks of what he’s finding on the web.
Today we have more cleaning to do. I want to get more of the stuff out of the aisles and off the work table. I’m also hoping that Tempus will work on the printer. We’ve baskets to get up out of the line of fire and a couple of small tables that have gotten parked and left. Well, we’ll be busy.
Today’s Plant is Mugwort, Artemisia vulgaris. One of the Nine Herbs of the old Anglo-Saxon charm, this herb has many different uses from insect-repelling to flavoring beer. It’s a bad one for pregnant women to ingest since it can induce abortion, since it’s a mild poison, but it’s used as a medicinal for various complaints and as a food. Some of the traditional folk uses are: magical protection, to repel insects, especially moths, from gardens., as a remedy against fatigue, to protect travelers against evil spirits and wild animals.http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nine_Herbs_Charmhttp://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mugwort– Feminine, Venus, Air/Earth – Clairvoyance, psychic dreams, astral projection, protection, strength. Place in the shoes for protection and to prevent fatigue on long journeys. The fresh leaves rubbed on a magick mirror or crystal ball will strengthen divinatory abilities. Mugwort is perhaps the most widely used Witches’ herb of all time.
Kasuga Matsuri is the monkey festival held at the Kasuga grand shrine. It is a festival of music and dance particularly the bukaku style which is the oldest continuous music (gagaku) and dance (bukaku) tradition in the world, dating back 12 centuries. Click for larger pictures (they’re both beautiful) More on the Grand Shrine here: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kasuga-taisha#Festivals and here: http://www.sacred-destinations.com/japan/nara-kasuga-grand-shrine and on the sacred dance style here: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bugaku and music here: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gagaku
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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 3/20 at 6:43pm 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 3/14 at 3:27am.
The three morning planets — Jupiter, Saturn, and Venus — appear equally spaced before dawn. Venus and Jupiter are the two brightest. (In fact, they are the two brightest points of light in the entire sky.) They lie 50° apart, while fainter Saturn lies exactly midway between them. If clouds interfere with your view this morning, don’t despair — to the naked eye, the alignment holds for a few days.
The Moon, barely short of first quarter now, shines in Taurus a little more than halfway from Aldebaran to Zeta Tauri, the fainter of the two horntips of Taurus. The other horntip is Beta Tauri, a little higher above the Moon.
Jupiter (magnitude –2.1, in the feet of Ophiuchus) rises in the southeast around 1 or 2 a.m. It’s well up in the south-southeast by the time dawn begins to brighten — its best time for telescopic observing. Spot Antares and the head of Scorpius to Jupiter’s right at that time. And swing your scope over to check in on Beta Scorpii, a fine telescopic double star. It’s the top star of the upright row of three marking Scorpius’s head, right or upper right of Antares.
Old Farmer’s Almanac Sky Map for March
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)
Celtic Tree Month of Fearn/Alder, Mar 18 – Apr 14. Fearn (FAIR-n)
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. 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 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
W 13 High 5:16 AM 7.5 7:32 AM Set 1:41 AM 32
~ 13 Low 12:26 PM 1.0 7:20 PM Rise 11:27 AM
~ 13 High 6:50 PM 5.5
~ 13 Low 11:57 PM 3.3
Affirmation/Thought for the Day – Let the truth shine through appearances.
~ One advantage of marriage, it seems to me, is that when you fall out of love with him, or he falls out of love with you, it keeps you together until you maybe fall in again. – Judith Viorst
~ We can lick gravity, but sometimes the paperwork is overwhelming. – Werner Von Braun
~ Wisdom comes from wrestling with despair and not allowing despair to have the last word. – Cornel West
~ Every life is a profession of faith and exercises an inevitable and silent influence. – Amiel
Sunshine trying hard awhile
On the bare brown fields to smile;
Frozen ruts and slippery walks;
Gray old crops of last year’s stalks. – Christopher Pearse Cranch (1813–90)
Ostara Magick – Spellwork
Ostara: Customs, Spells & Rituals for the Rites of Spring
The not-so-humble egg is inarguably the most pervasive symbol of the worlds spring festivals, Ostara included. Within its shell is contained all the archetypical connections humanity has ever held with life, death, and life renewed. This eternal cycle of rebirth at spring is a major theme in the spring holidays of virtually every one of the worlds religions, from the most ancient Pagan expressions of spirituality to the most modern sects of Christianity.
How did the egg particularly the chicken egg get appointed to this lofty position of symbolizing a universe full of new life? Like many of our modern holiday customs, the eggs place in spring spiritual rites is derived from the way our ancestors observed the natural world around them and honored their deities through these natural occurrences. With modern refrigeration, factory farming, and a fast-moving global marketplace making a variety of food abundant to us year round, its hard for us to fully comprehend that food was once a seasonal commodity that was impossible to obtain when the natural conditions allowing it to be produced were unavailable.
The eyes of a laying hen and the amount of light she receives are the components responsible for her ability to produce eggs. A hen lays eggs when the retina, the part of the eye that captures light and images, is stimulated for periods of twelve hours or more by sunlight. When that light stimulation ends, so does her laying cycle. Because fire, the only source of light for our ancestors, was not a strong enough light to fool the hens retina, there were no fresh eggs for a full six months out of every year.
Though the scientific connection between light stimulation and laying cycles would be not known for many more centuries, their laying pattern was still reliable. Hens could be counted on to begin producing fresh eggs at the spring equinox and cease producing them around the autumnal equinox, a holiday period associated with dying and death and imagery opposite that of Ostara. As the world bloomed and greened anew each Ostara, the abundance of fresh eggs made them a natural symbol of new life.
In Asia, red-colored eggs are on occasion offered at funerals and births to symbolize the natural cycles of life, death, and rebirth. In the Ukraine, eggs called krashanka: sometimes dyed in shades of bright yellow, are eaten to celebrate the rebirth of the sun. More elaborate eggs, called pysanky, are decorated to use as talismans of fertility, prosperity, and protection. In places as diverse as west-central Africa and the southern Appalachian Mountains of the United States, eggs are buried near cemeteries to encourage reincarnation.
Simple Egg Magic
- Use a broom to sweep hard-boiled eggs from outside your home to the inside to bring in abundance and fertility.
- Use brown eggs in magick to assist in animal husbandry or to ease a pet through giving birth.
- Brown eggshells can be added to protective or healing magick for pets or livestock.
- Paint half of a hard-boiled egg in a traditional God color such as red or gold, and the other half in a goddess color such as silver or blue, to represent the whole of creation. Let your own feelings about colors guide your final choices.
- To ensure that there will be no shortage of food at your home during winter, and to help keep those living there safe, bury one egg at each of the four cardinal points of your property: east, south, west, and north.
- Add well-washed eggshells to talismans for protection.
- To assist a couple who is having trouble conceiving, decorate a plastic or wooden egg to give as a fertility talisman.
- Decorated eggshells hanging from bushes and trees shed blessings of abundance on the land they surround.
- Bury eggs in your garden before doing your spring planting.
~Excerpt: Ostara: Customs, Spells & Rituals for the Rites of Spring by Edain McCoy~
Eclectic: Because it seemed right to her at the time. She used some Egyptian style corn and a Celtic sounding word for the road and incorporated some Native American elements into her Corn-name, Chicken-Who-Dances-and-Runs-with-the-Wolves.
Feri: In twilight times and under sparkling stars, those properly trained can still see the chickens crossing the roads. Reconnecting with these “fey-fowl” as they cross is crucial to restoring the balance between the energies of modern development and living with the earth.
Family Traditional: Growing up, we didn’t think much about “crossing the road.” A chicken was a chicken. It crossed the road because that was what worked to get her to the other side. We focused on what worked, and we worked more with the elders of the barnyard and less with all this “guardians of the chickencoop” business. We didn’t get our concepts of “chickens” or “the other side” from Gardner, either. You can choose not to believe us since we did not “scratch down” on paper what was clucked to us orally (which, at certain times in history, was the only way to avoid becoming Easter chicken soup!), but that doesn’t change the facts: there were real chickens, and they really did cross the road!
Kitchen Witch: The chicken crossed the road to get food, to get a rooster, or to get away from me after I decided to have chicken for supper!
Left Hand Path: White, fluffy chickens prancing across the road! Do you think that is all there is to crossing the road? Do you dare to know the dark side of crossing the road and the other path to self-development?
New Age: The chicken crossed the road because she chose this as one of her lessons to learn in this life. Besides, there was so much incense and bright, white corn to explore on the Other Side.
Newbie: well, ’cause I read in this really kewl book that said, like, chickens are supposed to cross the road, right?
Posting on an Online Discussion Group: What do you mean “why did the chicken cross the road?”???!!!??? Haven’t you read **any** of the previous posts? We’ve been [expletive deleted] debating every word of that question, painstakingly trying to come to some kind of answer. I know you wrote “all i wnted to know was why chickens cross the road, i’m not looking for any chicken spells” but I’m fed up with newbies who can’t even bother to REEEEEEEEAAADDD the posts on that very topic! No, this is *not* a flame. But, I and several others here have the *maturity* to properly explore and respond to this question, and IMHO we were properly trained; we *didn’t* just read a book and think we were full-fledged chickens LOL (whew, feeling much better after ranting ;-D )
Radical Faeries: We Fowlies are Gay cocks and other Queer birds who flock together to explore our unique ways of dodging traffic and hatching eggs of cluck-CLUCK consciousness. Some Fowlies roost in cock-only coops. Some roost in panfeather coops where Gay cocks frolic with roosters who prefer other monikers to describe themselves, as well as hens and chicks, and chickens who choose not to be called roosters or hens, and beings who choose not to be called poultry. Fowlies often attempt to create community out of ritual, sharing and cooperation, except for those Fowlies who are attempting to create community out of subversion of process and structure, as well as some who simply enjoy clucking around celebrating chaos, chicanery, and chic enthusiasm. Sometimes we peck at each other, lose our heads, and then bake more quiche. Many Fowlies are “spiritual,” lifting all or part of their road from any one of the world’s religions or spiritualities whereas some find their road in reacting against spirituality and religion as its own evil. Some Fowlies love to get gussied up and display their plumage in the woods, some like to flaunt their feathers anywhere they can, and some Fowlies don’t look particularly different from chickens on any other street. Sometimes Fowlies stay up until cockcrow to drum, strut and cluck by a campfire, while some cross the road to get far away from all the squawking and get some sleep. This is what Fowlies are, except for Fowlies for which none of this applies.
Reclaiming: “Didn’t we settle this in the November meeting?” ….”Yeah, why do we have to keep revisiting consensus all the time?” ….”Actually, in November we decided that the chicken did cross the road, but we ran out of time for why.” ….”Well, I think the chicken came before the egg.” ….”Can we stick to the point here!? Was it an organic free-range chicken, or did it escape from one of those awful factory farms?” ….”OK, everybody—breathe!! Remember that we’re here for all the chickens.” ….”I see lots of hands. Pondweed, then Mudflap, then …”
Solitaire: The chicken didn’t want to be part of a coven or an oven.
Shaman: Crossing the road is a way to reconnect with the healing, visionary lifeways of the past. Chickens have long known this, but increasingly the Rooster’s Movement is adding more roosters to the crossings too.
Snert: Hey, are you guys really chickens? Can you give me a spell that will make a chicken cross the road?
Vodun: After the feast we gather in silence. On the ground, a mambo draws the gatekeeper’s sacred veve with cornmeal while several drops of rum are offered. At the syncopated signal of the drums and rattles, we call to the guardian of the crossroads: “Papa Legba!! Open the gate for me!! Ago eh!! Open the gate for me, Papa!! For me to pass, when I return, I will thank the Lwa!” Offerings are made: tobacco, sweet potatoes, plantains. Then, seizing the black rooster, with one hand on its head, the houngan wrings its neck. The remaining chickens wait anxiously with us for the other Lwa to arrive as the drummers and dancers continue to ride the waves of ecstatic rhythm.
Wiccan: The chicken crossed the road because she felt like she was finally “coming home.” She could do it alone or with others, but she had to call to the Guardians of the Watchtowers of the Barnyard first … uhm, after casting the circle.