Daily Stuff 9-27-20 Midsummer Night’s Dream

Hi, folks!

Featured photo by Penny Arken. The shop is open 1-7pm, Thursday through Monday (we’re usually open until dark).

Partly cloudy and quiet. SMALL CRAFT ADVISORY FROM 4 PM SUNDAY TO 10 AM PDT TUESDAY. 53F, wind at 0-5mph, AQI10-33, UV4. 10% chance of rain today and 0% tonight. Sun and just a touch of cloud right through next weekend! We’re looking at showers after that. Temps mostly in the low 60’s, but Tuesday and Thursday could get up close to 70F. Speaking of rain, I dumped the rain gauge. This last spate was 2 and 7/8 inches!.

Yesterday Tempus stayed awake because he knew he was going after my crab chowder…. I had told him 1pm or later, but it didn’t register. So after we got open at about 12:30 we had several people in and after that he went over to get it. I had spent some time outside, harvesting. There was sweet grass, feverfew, green onions, celery, dandelion, thyme, oregano and some salad greens.

We had a family in who bought some of the “dinosaur eggs”. Those are an impulse thing, just $1. If you put them in water over 48 hours they “hatch” into a dinosaur. 🙂

Tempus went back and forth to the Chamber booth. First the chowder wasn’t ready. Then they ran out and had to heat more. 3rd time he got it, but a bread bowl it was *not*. It had a nice thick slice of a tasty sourdough and about a cup of chowder. Well, the chowder was tasty, too, but for $8? …and it was advertised as a “bread bowl”. I was still hungry when I was done eating! I was really disappointed. Tempus made me a sandwich, though. That filled up the corners.

I finally succeeded in chasing him off to nap around 4pm…or so I thought. He reappeared on the sofa with a bowl of noodles within minutes. Linda was here for a few minutes, brought some wildflower seeds. After that he finally disappeared….

Around 6 I sat watching shadows on the blind by my desk. It’s fun to watch the leaves on the rosebush, and it had attracted a couple of butterflies…or moths…big, but it’s hard to tell from a shadow. I kinda tranced out, watching. …and then the shadow of the building across the street started climbing the window. It’s past Mabon, alright. The Wheel is Turning!

It’s pushing 2 and time for Tempus to head out for the paper route. I have some writing to do and then I’m going to head back to bed.

Today is our “different day”, so I’ll probably be doing a lot of sewing and making sure I have all the photos done. I want Tempus to break out the bone needles again, and I have a Norse Compass for him to look at.

A photo from 9/25/18 of Alsea Bay by Penny Arken. Used with permission

Today is the anniversary of a 1631 Sunday performance of Shakespeare’s Midsummer Night’s Dream that so upset the Puritans that Bottom had to sit in the stocks! More on the play here:  http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Midsummer_Night%27s_Dream

pussy willowToday’s Plant is the Coast Willow,  Salix hookeriana. I’ve been mistaking it for pussy willow ever since I moved out here! Pussy Willows are a subset of the willows which also include osiers (think “wicker” for their uses and pronunciation). They’re all Saliciae from which, salicylic acid, the medicine Aspirin, was derived. Willow magick is Feminine, Moon and Water.  Willow wands can be used for healing, to sleep with for more vivid dreams, Drawing Down the Moon, or for protection in underworld journeying.  The Willow will bring the blessings of the Moon upon those who plant it or have it on their property. plant coast willow Salix_hookeriana_USFWSWillows can be used to bind together witch’s brooms and a forked willow branch is widely used in water witching and dowsing. New Moon magick, creativity, fertility, female rights of passage, inspiration, emotion, binding. Love, Love divination, protection, healing. It is also known as the tree of immortality because of its ability to re grow from a fallen branch in moist ground. These properties apply to all forms of willow, but the Coast Willow has the properties of endurance, tolerance and stubbornness as well. There’s more info here: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Salix_hookeriana

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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 10/1 at 2:05pm. Waxing Gibbous MoonFrom 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 9/30 at 2:05am. 

Arcturus shines in the west these evenings


as twilight fades out. Capella, equally bright, is barely rising in the north-northeast (depending on your latitude; the farther north you are the higher it will be.) They’re both magnitude 0. Late in the evening, Arcturus and Capella shine at the same height in their respective compass directions. When will this happen? That depends on both your latitude and longitude. When it does, turn around and look low in the south-southeast. There will be 1st-magnitude Fomalhaut at the same height too — exactly so if you’re at latitude 43° north (from Boston to Buffalo, Milwaukee, Boise, Eugene). Seen from south of that latitude, Fomalhaut will appear higher than Capella and Arcturus are. Seen from north of there, it will be lower.
Jupiter’s Great Red Spot should transit Jupiter’s central meridian around 8:32 p.m. Eastern Daylight Time. Later, at 10:41 p.m. EDT, Io will reappear out of eclipse from Jupiter’s shadow. Watch for it to emerge into sunlight over a couple of minutes a little to the planet’s east.

Relying on the deepest visible-light images ever taken in space, astronomers using NASA’s Hubble Space Telescope (HST) have reliably measured the age of the spherical halo of stars surrounding the neighboring Andromeda galaxy (M31). To their surprise, they have discovered that approximately one-third of the stars in Andromeda’s halo formed only 6 to 8 billion years ago. That’s a far cry from the 11-to-13 billion-year age of the stars in the Milky Way’s halo.

With the Moon setting around 2:30 A.M., early morning is a good time to catch a glimpse of dimmer objects washed out by its light. Consider setting your sights on the Andromeda Galaxy, also cataloged as M31, which sits high in the northwestern sky after moonset. From a dark location, you may be able to spot it without optical aid — at about 2.5 million light-years, it’s one of the most distant objects visible to the naked eye. Its magnitude 3.4 glow stretches 173′ across and 63′ wide, making it appear as an oblong “fuzz” in binoculars or a telescope. Take your time once you find it — do you see how the center, or nucleus, of the galaxy is brightest and most concentrated, while the outskirts formed by its spiral arms are wispy? If you’re up for a further challenge, consider looking for two of Andromeda’s smaller satellite galaxies: M32 and M110, south and north of M31, respectively. They are visible in binoculars but pop out much more readily in larger scopes. M32 lies close to the galaxy’s core, while M110 lies roughly 60′ from the plane.
Mars shines big, bright, and close as it nears its October 13th opposition! This week it rises in twilight. After dark it glares orange low in the east, as bright as Jupiter at magnitude –2.4 but yellow-orange to Jupiter’s creamy white. Mars climbs higher through the evening and stands at its highest and telescopic best around 2 a.m. daylight-saving time, beaming down from Pisces high in the south. Mars passes closest to Earth on October 6th, a week before opposition, but it’s already as big and close as it will get for all practical purposes (22.0 to 22.3 arcseconds wide this week; 22.6 when closest). We’re already getting the best view of Mars we’ll have until July 2033! To see a map of the side of Mars facing Earth at the date and time you’ll observe, try our Mars Profiler. The map there is square; remember to mentally wrap it onto the side of a globe. (Features near the map’s edges become very foreshortened.)

Old Farmer’s Almanac September Sky Maphttps://www.almanac.com/night-sky-map-september-pegasus-measuring-sky
Goddess Month of Mala runs from 9/6 – 10/2
Goddess Month of Hathor runs from 10/3 – 10/30
Celtic Tree Month of Muin/Vine  Sep 2 – 29
Celtic Tree Month of Gort/Ivy  Sep 30 – Oct 27

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

Sun in Virgo
Moon in  Aquarius
Saturn (9/29), Pluto (10/4), Mars (11/13), Neptune (11/28), Chiron (12/12) Uranus (1/14/21) Retrograde

Color: Gold

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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).

Muin – Vine Ogam letter correspondences
Month: August
Color: Variegated
Class: Chieftain
Letter: M
Meaning: Inner development occurring, but take time for relaxation

to study this month – Koad – Grove Ogam letter correspondences
Month: None
Color: Many Shades of Green
Class: None
Letter: CH, KH, EA
Meaning: Wisdom gained by seeing past illusions.

Tides for Alsea Bay

Day        High      Tide  Height   Sunrise    Moon  Time      % Moon
~           /Low      Time    Feet      Sunset                                  Visible
Su  27      Low   4:24 AM     0.2   7:10 AM     Set  2:37 AM      77
~    27     High  11:02 AM     6.5   7:03 PM    Rise  5:48 PM
~    27      Low   4:41 PM     2.7
~    27     High  10:23 PM     7.0


Affirmation/Thought for the Day – I am dancing freely.


Journal Prompt – Describe – Describe a time when you felt vengeful.



~   The hardest battle you’re ever going to fight is the battle to be just you. – Leo Buscaglia
~   Possession is eleven points in the law – Colley Cibber (1671-1757) English actor, playwright
~   Opportunity is missed by most people because it is dressed in overalls and looks like work. – Thomas Edison
~   … my interest in the Illuminati was to lead me through a cosmic Fun House featuring double and triple agents, UFOs, possible Presidential assassination plots, the enigmatic symbols on the dollar bill, messages from Sirius, pancakes from God-knows-where, the ambiguities of Aleister Crowley, some mysterious hawks that follow Uri Geller around, Futurists, Immortalists, plans to leave this planet and the latest paradoxes of quantum mechanics. – Robert Anton Wilson; The Cosmic Trigger

Where long the shadows of the wind had rolled,
Green wheat was yielding to the change assigned;
And as by some vast magic undivined
The world was turning slowly into gold. – Edwin Arlington Robinson (1869–1935)


Magick – Duality and Diversity: Gender at Pantheacon

We are not all the same, but in order to make a viable movement, and to grow as humans, we need interchange. We need to work together, even when we sometimes ask for separate space.

By T. Thorn Coyle, March 04, 2011

Author’s Note: This is a long article, not a blog post, so you may wish to grab a cup of tea and settle in. In my latest PantheaCon blogs, I wrote about two of the three themes that wove through the event for me. Power and service I’ve already covered. Here is my take on the third—gender.

Gender is not one thing or another. Neither is sex. Or sexuality. Nor, for that matter, humanity. Theologically, I speak of God Herself as All, or Void, or Fabric of Existence. And then there is a division—”for love’s sake”—and then, a coming back together. There is, in the midst of this all, multiplicity of form, function, and expression. There are many Gods, Goddesses, plants, ancestors, trees, humans, and stars. And we are connected by our molecules even when we feel divided by our bodies or minds. And all of this, even, is a convenience of thought attempting to reflect Reality.

The theme of gender at Pantheacon started for me on Friday afternoon, when I was able to catch most of Dr. Charlie Glickman‘s presentation on “The Mystery and the Masculine.” I walked into a lively discussion about stereotypes, gender, and where we might find a place inside or outside of the box, and how breaking out of the box sometimes offers a full range of deep and powerful archetypes. Why was I drawn to this presentation? Not only do I like and respect Charlie, but I carry a great deal of the masculine within me; as a matter of fact, I used to get mistaken for a man with great frequency. I don’t anymore, though most people still recognize that strand of my energy signature. I feel comfortable presenting in a more “female” way these days and my power is more fully integrated so my overall energy outlay is smoother. But you still won’t catch me in a skirt unless I’m doing high femme drag. And that is rare.

I spoke in Charlie’s class about Z Budapest saying last year that I was not a masculine woman, presumably because I wear lipstick now, and my jeans are no longer two sizes too big. No, I’m not butch like my butchest of friends, but the reason I identified as masculine at the first was in an attempt to do damage control around some masculinity bashing that had been going on. As I still swim strongly with that current, I outed myself on the panel and was then smacked down. Not for long, as you might imagine.

To Charlie, I also spoke about my discomfort with masculine identity because I am suspicious of identity in general, and because I wonder what masculine and feminine means, and in one way wish we could just say: “There is a whole range of energies and behaviors that men, women, and others can manifest, so what does this arbitrary polarity matter, anyway?” And though I hold this as a reality and an ideal, there is still some emotional attachment to these very terms: Masculine. Feminine.

Friday night, at a Meet and Greet for Solar Cross Temple and the New Alexandrian Library, I spoke with a woman who was interested in pitching in to help our project, but wanted to express some concerns about the treatment of transwomen by ciswomen in another local organization. One of my partners and I assured her that the Solar Cross mandate explicitly states that we oppose “discrimination against individuals on the basis of their sex, race, religion, age, ethnicity, gender, physical type or ability, sexual orientation or gender expression.” Unbeknownst to us, perhaps at that very moment, transwomen and some cismen were being turned away from a ritual at a different door.

The next day, I taught “Battle Goddess: Self-Defense and General Kickassery” with my lovely assistant, Robert. One thing really struck me about gender in that class, and that was this: my examples included gay bashing and Westboro Baptist. That is where I go: anti-queer violence. It took two ciswomen in the crowd to bring up anti-rape techniques and women’s defense. I was floored by this, because, despite being biologically female, those examples never even crossed my mind. Gender? I’m a woman, but neither cis nor trans, really. Neither is one of my primary partners. We are just denizens of what the ’90s would have called Queer Nation.

So I’m back to my concerns in Charlie’s class: what do masculine and feminine mean, anyway? We inhabit these physical bodies that express one thing, sort of, and we both love and are attracted to women and men, cis and trans. Look at each of us in a certain light, and in certain clothing, and we look one way. On a different day, something else might appear. So, Z might not consider me to be a masculine woman, but my subconscious doesn’t think of myself as exactly female either. My non-gendered identity is a bit George Sand and Oscar Wilde. In other words, call me a Dandy. And what song was a hallmark of my youth? The gay male techno-ballad “Smalltown Boy” by Bronski Beat. Of course, Jimmy Sommerville isn’t very masculine, either. But I digress.

The Con went on, bringing us to Sunday night, and the Morrigan devotional ritual: “Call of the Battle Raven.” Several people approached me after classes or in the hallways to ask if the ritual was open to all. One woman wanted to make sure she did not need a pre-existing, highly personal relationship with the Morrigan. The other inquiries came from men. I assured all of them that the ritual was open to whoever felt called to come. The last inquiry came while I was almost at the ritual itself. A man asked if the ritual was “female only.” I looked him in the eye and said, “I am not female only, and neither is this ritual!”

Monday morning, I was relating this, which I thought was just a funny little story, to a couple of Dianic Witches whom I honor and respect. Then it came out: people were asking me about the Morrigan ritual being open because of what transpired Saturday night. There had just been a meeting, which I’d seen fliers for, about “Gender Discrimination at PantheaCon.” Many things have already been written about this topic. I will try not to rehash too much of what my brothers and sisters have already said. Ruth Barrett, whose work, like Z Budapest’s, was so important to my teenage spiritual formation, related some of her experiences at the meeting, which she attended, despite having nothing to do with the ritual in question. I will leave it to her to tell the tale. Trying to have an important, nuanced conversation as the vending area was starting to close shop, left too much in the “we need to talk more” realm. What I want to say is this: her response was strong, and heartfelt, and respectful. I do believe she is trying to walk her talk, whether I understand her fully or not. She is a woman whose legacy I respect.

Ruth Barrett, Wendy Griffin, and other Dianics work a lot with women’s blood mysteries and uterine magic. Despite being in their book, a “woman born woman,” there is no way in which I relate to this, nor have I ever, even having tried valiantly, albeit briefly, in a women’s coven in my early 20s. My menarche was a cause of anger because it made me late to a theater audition. It never made me feel more in touch with the moon and tides. Yeah. I’m queer like that. Polarity as a binary reality makes no sense to me theologically or literally.

We are all connected, not separated out. Duality—the division for love’s sake—is a teaching tool, a construct, a helpful way to think about things sometimes, a lot of fun at other times, and a stumbling block in still others. It does not reflect the deeper reality that I, as a Pagan mystic, touch in all the times I remember myself. When I remember myself, I remember the world, and the world is whole.

One facet of this conversation that could use an entire article is the idea of privilege. People who have been oppressed in the past, and are oppressed still in various ways, often have trouble realizing that they are now operating from a place of privilege, however tenuous that feels. Ciswomen sometimes feel that women who started life as biological males have male privilege ingrained into them. Though in some cases male enculturation may be true, in many other cases, the trans people I know were such maligned misfits in their early years that they got very little use out of any purported privilege. And now? How many women’s only spaces are afforded to transwomen? How much opportunity is there for them to revel in their femaleness with other females? To answer Z Budapest’s recent reprehensible comments to this linked blog, to have fought to be female, down to changing one’s identity and one’s body in order to be better seen as a woman, does indeed make one a woman in my book. At least as much of a woman as I, who regardless of my gender identity, would be welcomed into woman born woman only space.

In Kissing the Limitless, I write about the Divine Twins, born of the Cosmic Zero that is God Herself. They struggle against one another, wrestling, filled with life, one polarity seeking dominance over the other. Finally, the struggle turns to embrace. They kiss. These Twins make love, and together form something entirely new. Many magical systems call this figure the Divine Androgyne. It is my belief and experience that, polarized as some of us may be or feel, we all have that androgyne as potential within ourselves. The Mystery is thus: we can all birth something heretofore unknown.

But theologically there is more, and I apologize for it taking me so long to frame this point: from the Void, from the Stillness, from the All, stems multiplicity. I often preach that the cosmosphere, like a biosphere, needs diversity to remain healthy. Therefore, homogeneity should not be our goal. It should be clear by now that I have no interest in attending these rituals, and might even have trouble with some of their tenets, but I am not attacking the Dianics who want ciswomen only space within a larger, welcoming whole. I want there to be room among us for Gay Male Mysteries, for Women’s Moon Blood rituals, Heterosexual Basket Weaving, Queer Gods rites, Heathen Blots, and our scholarly talks, workshops, and concerts. I want to walk the groves and halls with Thelemites, Heathens, Dianics, Hermeticists, and Wiccans and be able to share space even while sometimes vehemently disagreeing. This sort of interaction makes us stronger. We are not all the same, but in order to make a viable movement, and to grow as humans, we need interchange. We need to work together, even when we sometimes ask for separate space. That said, I do wonder what I would be feeling if this issue was about a different construct: race, rather than gender.

You see, the larger, welcoming whole is important. We need to interact from a base of respect. We need to be clear what our boundaries and beliefs are and why. And there needs to be a place for us all. It was not clear from the description of the ritual in question that only cisgendered women were welcome. This was the cause of much pain. I hope that we treat each other with honor and present our intentions with greater clarity in the future, as CAYA has pledged to do. We need to work together, and therefore, cannot afford to hold too many assumptions. Should a public event like PantheaCon host any exclusive rites? That is still up for debate.

Let us fight with open hands and open hearts, and embrace each other as we will, whatever we call ourselves, however we express ourselves, whomever we may be, or are becoming.

Thorn Coyle is an internationally respected visionary and teacher of the magical and esoteric arts. The author of Kissing the Limitless and Evolutionary Witchcraft, she hosts the Elemental Castings podcast series, writes the weblog Know Thyself, and has produced several CDs of sacred music. Thorn’s spiritual direction and soul reading practices help people worldwide. Pagan, mystic, and activist, she is founder and head of Solar Cross Temple and Morningstar Mystery School and lives by the San Francisco Bay. For further information, please visit ThornCoyle.com.


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