The shop opens at 1pm. Winter hours are 1-6pm Thurs.-Mon. Featured photo by girlinwaterphotography. Sewing Workshop at 3pm.
[posting at 8pm] Rain gauge at noon on 4/8 – 0.1 inch. It’s breezy and partly cloudy, which is making the near-setting sun turn the sky to gold! 48F, wind at 0-9mph and gusting into the upper teens, AQI 10-45, UV5. Chance of rain 56% today and 94% tonight. SMALL CRAFT ADVISORY through 8pm Sunday for wind. Today (48/41) should be chilly, with rain ending mid-morning and then starting up again in the evening (1/3 in.) Sun(46/36)rain, most of an inch, Mon(48/40) rain & wind, heaviest in the morning (2/5 in), wind heaviest in the afternoon, Tue/Wed(48/40) more rain, an inch over the two days, Thu/Fri(51/40) chance of showers, tapering off, Sat/Sun(56/44) Partly cloudy. 7 firespots.
Thursday evening we hurried home. Tempus had fed me a tuna spread sandwich not long before we left, so I didn’t want much for supper. He got us some cottage cheese and sent me off to bed before heading out on the bulk route.
I slept for about 3 hours, then got up and tried to do some cooking prep…. I managed to peel and cut up some carrots was about all…. I was just not energetic enough. I picked up the little sewing project…. the Bartholomew Babies and started on their smocks, but didn’t get very far. I screwed up the first two and had to pick them back out, but I have a good pattern, now. I eventually gave up, went through e-mail on my tablet, and then took a book back to bed. I was up and down, but did actually get enough sleep.
Tempus got in around 9 or so and from that point on I slept very solidly, although it was starting to get a tad warm in the bedroom and I opened a window…and then opened up the main room and the bedroom door, then started a fan…. and finally got up at 11:30. I planted the carrot tops before we headed into town. It rained overnight, but there was blue sky while we were driving. It rained again in the early afternoon, though.
We had a couple of sets of lookie-loos in, but mostly we just caught up from the last few days. …and another set just came through the door. …and then two more!
We’re taking the chicken that Tempus got at the store home, and I’m going to crock-pot it. It’d be nice to have it for supper, but that’s not happening. Tempus needs to sleep. He’s been working on a batch of bread and just headed to the bank to put his check in. I’m hoping to get a bit farther on those Bartholomew Babies and maybe a little on the sacks for the diorama. Oh, I need to remember some sand for filling them!
Right now I’m doing updates on the tablet. Got the ones on the main computer done earlier. …I must be doing something odd. I can’t get the books to open to read. The main page come up and it shuts right down and goes to the main menu. …but Amor called at 5pm just as I started the “stuff” part of the newsletter and here it is 20 past 7! Oops! We hadn’t heard from him for most of a month and I was getting a little worried.
Today’s plant is New Zealand Flax, Phormium Tenax. This is a very different plant from common flax or linseed, Linum usitatissimum. It is used mostly as an ornamental in the northern hemisphere, but at one time sustained a lively trade as a fiber. While the two plants are very different, they have similar magickal properties. These days the fiber is mostly used by paper artisans. – Masculine, Mercury, Fire, Hulda – Money spells, add to coins and carry, flax in the shoe averts poverty. For protection while asleep, add to mustard seed, put both opposite cold water. Protection from evil entering, scatter with red pepper by door. Health and healing rituals, sprinkle altar with flaxseed. More here:http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Phormium For the traditional uses of the plant fiber http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/New_Zealand_flax
A-Ma, is the patron of fishermen and sailors. One of those odd little stories that come out of the Orient, she is worshiped all over Asia, either as a deified human or as an incarnation of Kuan Yin. She was born Lin Moniang in about 960CE. There are a lot of legends about her standing on the shore in all weathers wearing red to help the fishermen make it back to shore and about going into a trance to save her father and brothers, but she because the protector of many of the Asian peoples. Today is her feast in the Portuguese section of Macao. A-Ma, means “grandmother”. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/A-Ma#Person
Spring hours are 1-6pm Thurs.-Mon., although we’re often here later as the days get longer. Need something off hours? Give us a call at 541-563-7154 or Facebook message or email at firstname.lastname@example.org If we’re supposed to be closed, but it looks like we’re there, try the door. If it’s open, the shop’s open! In case of bad weather, check here at the blog for updates, on our Facebook as Ancient Light, or call the shop.
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 4/16 at 11:55am. 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 4/14 at 11:55pm.
Now the Moon shines left or upper left of Pollux and Castor in the evening. First Quarter Moon occurs at 2:48 A.M. EDT. On the 8th at 1148pm PDT!!!) Well on its way toward Full, our satellite will continue to cast its light throughout the evening sky but sets early in the morning for the next few days if you’re seeking dark conditions to view fainter deep-sky objects.
Right after dark, Orion is still well up in the southwest in his spring orientation: striding down to the right, with his belt horizontal. The belt points left toward Sirius and right toward Aldebaran and, farther on, the Pleiades.
Mercury reached superior conjunction with the Sun just a week ago, but keen-eyed observers may now catch it in the evening sky. The tiny planet is a bright magnitude –1.8 but sets within 30 minutes of the Sun, so you’ll need to be quick and have a clear view of the western horizon. Some 20 minutes after sunset, the planet is just 3° high in the west and will disappear quickly. If you’re not able to spot it yet, don’t worry — prospects will improve night by night. By the end of this week, Mercury will stand 5° high 30 minutes after sunset, shining a slightly brighter magnitude –1.4 and setting a full hour after the Sun.
Venus, magnitude –4.4, is the bright “Morning Star” shining low in the southeast during dawn.
Runic half-month of Ehwaz, 3/30-4/13 – Ehwaz, the horse; time of partnership between humans and Nature, as between rider and horse. Nigel Pennick, The Pagan Book of Days, Destiny Books, Rochester, Vermont, USA, 1992, p. 55
Celtic Tree Month of Fearn/Alder, Mar 18 – Apr 14. Fern (FAIR-n) Alder – The common alder (Alnus glutinosa (L.) Gaertner) is common along lowland rivers, where it grows with aspens, poplars, and willows. Like willows, alders sprout from stumps. This allows them to regenerate after heavy flooding. In protect sites they may grow to 20 m (65 feet) tall. Their leaves are more blunt-tipped than most North American alders, which look more like the grey alder (A. incana (L.) Moench). This species is more common in the mountains of Europe, and is not restricted to moist soils. Like ashes, European alders are not widely cultivated in North American (they are often sold as black alders), but several native species are. Alder wood is said to resist rotting when it is wet, and was the wood of choice for pilings in many regions. Alders are members of the Birch family (Betulaceae).
Fearn – Alder Ogam letter correspondences
Letter: F, V
Meaning: Help in making choices; spiritual guidance and protection.
Ogam letter correspondences to study this month – Ailim – Silver Fir
Color: Light Blue
Meaning: Learning from past mistakes; Take care in choices.
Tides for Alsea Bay
Day High Tide Height Sunrise Moon Time % Moon
~ /Low Time Feet Sunset Visible
Sa 9 Low 12:39 AM 4.0 6:42 AM Set 3:34 AM 45
~ 9 High 6:20 AM 6.2 7:54 PM Rise 12:07 PM
~ 9 Low 2:00 PM 1.2
~ 9 High 9:08 PM 5.4
Affirmation/Thought for the Day – Be in the now.
Journal Prompt – What does this quote say to you? – The more he cast away, the more he had. — John Bunyan
~ It was impossible not to see that the love scenes were filmed like murder scenes, and the murder scenes like love scenes … It occurred to me that in Hitchcock’s cinema … to make love and to die are one and the same. – Filmmaker François Truffaut, on Hitchcock
~ You’re more powerful than you realize. It’s safe for you to be powerful. – Doreen Virtue
~ If the FAA was around when the Wright Brothers were testing their aircraft, they would never have been able to make their first flight at Kitty Hawk. – Larry Walters
~ Control your destiny or somebody else will. – Jack Welsh
And all the woods are alive with the murmur and sound of Spring,
And the rose-bud breaks into pink on the climbing briar,
And the crocus-bed is a quivering moon of fire
Girdled round with the belt of an amethyst ring. –Oscar Wilde (1854–1900)
Beltane Magick – Lore – Beltane Essay (4)
Author: Rose Welsh Posted: May 4th. 1999 Times Viewed: 8,368
A very long time ago, deep in the Beginning, in the heart of a Nothing so vast yet so nowhere, the Unknowable awoke and became aware. In the center of the Unknown’s awareness of Itself was a gnawing, aching, biting curiosity. This odd and gripping self-directing passion, lived inside of the Unknown and growled and pawed for attention until the Unknown was quickly overtaken by a desire to know what is unknown. When the Unknown could contain Itself no more It burst… and the Door was opened. At that moment, in the calm after the storm, It found the first Question. That Question was Itself and It asked, “Who am I?”
With that question asked, curiosity built up once more and expanded inside of It until It thought It would burst again. But It didn’t, It just kept going and going and growing. As It grew It found that what It had thought was outside Itself was really inside–an extension of Itself. With this knowledge, It knew that It was infinite and at that moment in the awareness of Its own infinity It knew It was Everything. That knowledge brought another question, “What, exactly, is Everything?” In much haste It set out into Its belly in search of the answer.
As It searched, It found nothing but a void and It knew It was blind and could go no further without eyes. So It became a creator in order to know what It could not otherwise know. But in creating eyes It found that It could not move and created feet and legs. Then in creating eyes and feet and legs It knew It could not move anything about, so It created hands and arms. With all of this Body It realized It could not touch and It created skin. This went on and on and on and in each new creation It created a special place; a place from which to view itself, to experience itself, from a unique perspective. Each part of Its body a different place of learning. A Universe of experience. A University of knowledge. A Multi-verse.
This act of creation still continues even as the oldest Universes learn as much about their reality as is possible for them to know, and they disappear, back into the All and their souls move on … exploring.
Of all of these places, these Multi-verses, our Universe is one.
When the All became conscious of the space that would become our place, It had been to many places within Itself, searching the vastness that was space without time. It was tired and Its mind began to wander. So, in the midst of all this creation, It stopped to rest before delving into its next exploration. When It did, It noticed the silence between the cactiphonious noise that had been with Itself since Its first Awareness, and It stopped and pondered this new perception . As It did so, a great pain grew in Its center and It named it Loneliness. It cried out into the silence and the sound echoed off into forever.
The All searched longingly into space for anything to grasp onto. As It panned across time, It found Itself looking at the vastness of what was to become our place, and It saw a glimpse of something other than Itself in the twinkling of some distant star. In all the places it had been to It had thought Itself alone. So the All, revived because of this new turn of events, went searching, looking behind stars and within dark voids; calling out but hearing nothing.
This search lasted a long time, and the All had become lost and tired and very, very sad. When It realized it was going to places It hadn’t ever explored before the thought that It was lost within itself was terrifying. So, frightened and humbled, the All stopped searching for the Other and started back to find the place where It had begun Its search. It followed no path, and It wandered for a very long time, but ultimately It began to recognize itself again.
At the very moment It knew It was where It wanted to be, the All heard a sweet sound off in the distance. This sweet sound was such a beautiful noise that It was entranced. This noise seemed to surround It, yet It knew this noise came from a single place and that place was deep in the heart of Its Great Darkness. It wanted to walk away, but the sound was so alluring, and It, being so very, very lonely, It decided It would venture just a little closer to the noise to investigate.
A small light began to twinkle to the beat of the song off in the great distance and, with this push, The All set out to investigate. It neared the light with caution. The beautiful noise became clearer and more temperate. It willed Itself closer to the noise, and the noise became a song, and the song pulled on the lonely part in Itself like a black hole does light. It cried tears of joy for the first time and It let Itself be pulled closer to the song.
When the light became a swirling disk that covered the heavens in front of It, a change in Its perception brought about the realization that Itself had been singing all along. Now It was more lonely and alone than It had been before It had encountered this imitation being. It had experienced the concept of another and now It could hear the silence once again that loomed beyond the song.
With an understanding beyond consciousness, the great light began tearing at the very being of the All. No longer able to resist this great draw on Its essence It became paralyzed with fear and wide-eyed with curiosity. In a final act of defiance It cried out, and then, giving in to Its overwhelming attraction to the bright and terrifying enigma, the All allowed the light of the painful song to envelope It into a void made of all colors. Within this great paradox of beauty and terror, the All knew pain for the first time because this unknown force of song and light ripped Its consciousness in two. A bifurcation by force, the first It had ever known.
When the pain subsided, and the song turned to soft, rhythmic noise, the All opened Its eyes and saw something that was beyond understanding. Where bright light had once been, the All found Itself looking upon the face of Its Other. It reached out to touch the face of this Other. When It did so, It touched the male and the female face of Itself. It was at once a separate being from this Other, and the same as it. In an moment of fear it reached out to Its Other in an attempt to bring itself back together, and pulled the Other close, but could not merge and become whole, as it once was.
It pulled and grabbed and clawed at Its Other, but soon, this fearful grasping became a passionate embrace and with this consuming passion, It merged with Its Other in a way that It did not know was possible and the All knew love. And when It knew love, it wished to explore further, so the male and female parts of the All Made Love together in a ecstatic dance of light and dark, color and void. With this love it created our universe as we know it, and within our divided universe, It created our galaxy, and within this swirling mass of light and song, it created us.
On the day that the One, the All, that is Two created us, the body of the great One was in the midst of a very paradoxical part of the Great Dance. It had learned that in this universe, this part of Itself, It could lose Itself in all of its parts. There were so many parts clinging together creating places of exotic beauty, and so many places where nothing solid seemed to exist, and even more places that rested in between. It was as though the One was still inside the great colored light, but It was now watching those lights congeal into individual places. Those places were still connected by the great light, but it became less and less observable in this universe, until all the One could see were the parts of Itself and not the whole of Itself. This was the nature of the universe as it was when we were conceived, and it remains this way today.
On the day that Heaven met our place, Earth, the Earth was still very young and danced the ecstatic dance of Creation in her fiery, molten gown. She had just been born from the merging of the Sun with the One, and was quite content to dance with her sisters and brothers to the ancient song of the first Creation.
Her beauty captured the attention of Heaven, and he focused his attention on her wildness, her total immersion in the dance of Creation. He began to move toward her, trying not to disturb her trance, but she saw the shift in the stars and slowed her movement to watch Heaven move towards her, and she smiled.
Heaven was quite beautiful and his vastness intrigued her. She called to him to come closer, to not be shy. Heaven did as he was asked, and as he did so, her youthful, ecstatic dance slowed, and her dress became a wild clash of flashing light and flowing, deep blue. She smiled again and this time so did he.
She touched his face and invited him to dance with her. They danced together slowly at first then more passionately keeping time to the Song. When she could no longer contain her desire, Earth beckoned Heaven down to her newly formed shores, and next to the crashing waves of her sea and bathed in the flashing light of her cloud filled sky, they danced the Great Dance together. When they merged, their passion was so pure, so great, so beautiful, that their ecstatic cries were heard all across the universe and even into parts of other universes. During their lovemaking, in the different places that they lay down together, they created the continents, mountains, hills and valleys that would be home to their children yet to be conceived.
In that first meeting of Earth and Heaven, was created the first living, earthy thing to dance to the song of creation. It stayed within the protection of her womb, the sea. From that first organism, was born more and more living things. Each time Earth and Heaven made love, Earth gave birth to new and more complex beings through the bodies of her children. Soon her womb was teaming with life and Heaven and Earth rested.
Some time into the future, the Earth heard her children cry out that they were not content to live within her protective womb of salty water any longer. They wished to explore the outside world, the world of dry land. Heaven and Earth obliged their children’s desire and helped their children into a new existence.
The Earth’s children slowly grew and evolved under the guiding hands of their parents. They became more and more complex with every passing millenia, thriving and living their lives in the paradox of this universe.
One night, out of nowhere a dancer came careening into the Earth without warning. Its impact caused death and destruction on a scale that Earth had never before experienced. There was no reason for this, just a misstep in the Dance, no malice of forethought. But Earth and Heaven grieved and their grieving was heard across space-time.
When the dust cleared Heaven and Earth found that there was still life to be nurtured and saved and they set about doing so. But, because the Earth felt such horrid grief because of the death of her children, she vowed to never allow anything to die again. She up-lifted her children beyond death, to immortality.
Within our universe, is an abundance of life heretofore never seen in Creation. It exists so that the One that is all of every part of everything known and unknown to us, can learn about every part of Itself in every way possible in this place of duality and paradox.
Our place, like all the places where life exists in paradox, comes from the mixing of the soul of space-time with the soul of the world onto which we were born. Each individual being is created when Earth and Heaven merge within the womb of its earthly mother. When this merging happens, a new earthly being is mapped out in soul energy, and the biology of this world grows around it, forming a unique expression of the One in this universe. We are a combination of the spirit of the Eternal One, as It manifests as the part of the Universe that stretches our existence out into space-time, making our lives into the paradox that exists. The paradox being, that life and death must coexist side by side, instead of existing as one phenomenon, like it did before the great Union of the Others.
But that latter lesson had yet to be learned…
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Silliness – Creepy Castle
A young American tourist goes on a guided tour of a creepy old castle. At the end of the tour the guide asks her how she enjoyed it. She admits to being a bit worried about seeing a ghost in some of the dark cobwebby rooms and passages.
“Don’t worry” says the guide, “I’ve never seen a ghost all the time I’ve been here.”
“How long is that?” asks the girl.
“About three hundred years.”