Apparently Guy Fawkes Day is the cause of much fireworks idiocy in Britain,Australia and other former denizens of the British Empire. And we thought we had the market cornered on fireworks idiocy here in the U.S.
http://onenews.nzoom.com/onenews_detail/0,1227,233588-1-7,00.html
Wednesday, November 05, 2003
Celtic New Year Mix
1)Dire Straits "Brothers In Arms" - First of all, I just love that including this track allows me to have a cd that opens with the sound of thunder (someday I'll have to put "Riders On the Storm" on a mix for that very reason...). Also, I know this is technically not a Celtic band, but Mark Knopfler has put out some gorgeous pseudotraditional instrumentals, so close enough. Lyrically, very much captures the zeitgeist of the struggle for the soul of Celtic identity in the face of historical oppression,blahblahblah whatever. I just love the song, how's that?
2)Silly Wizard "Queen Of Argyll" - If you don't love this song after hearing it, there's just something wrong with you that can't be fixed and that's all I'm going to say on the matter. Other than that Irishmen have nothing on the Scots when it comes to sweet talk.
3)Christy Moore "Mystic Lipstick" - I love the imagery of this song. Dark and heartbreakingly mysterious lyrics. I think the woman in the song is supposed to be Ireland,actually, I shite you not, Ireland as a dark and moody woman. Deep,sexy brogue the man has in spite of his girlish name. Bonus points as far as authenticism here, because he was in Planxty, one of the seminal early Celtic rock bands.
4)Luka Bloom "Bridge of Sorrow" - Ah, Luka Bloom aka Barry Moore, younger brother of Christy. Off his clevery titled "The Acoustic Motorbike." I love this song. Almost spoken word but with such depth and beauty to the vocals and such intoxicating rythym. Lyrically, it's quite the anthem for brooding outcast genius types not that I've ever known or been anyone like that...
5)The Pogues "Broad Majestic Shannon" - My favorite Pogues song of all time. Don't know why. I Love the opening lyrics:"The last time I saw you was down at the Greek's there was whiskey on Sunday and tears on her cheeks, you sang me a song that was pure as the breeze and the aroma of old Glenlivet..." in other words 'you sang me a song with whiskey on your breath,' but it's put so elequently as to be endearing.
6)Loreena McKennit "Annachie Gordon" - Memories of youthful folly...my one public musical spotlight of a moment was roaming the street fair with the infamous Odin Helgeson, busking. I was singing harmony with him to this song, he was obsessed with this song for some reason. I still don't know if people were giving us money because my voice was nice or I was lovely that day or to get me to shut up, but more coins were proffered when I was singing accompaniment. More beer for Odin,anyway. A sweet,sad song in its own right. A testament to the stubbornness of Celtic women thwarted in love. Shakespearean swains may need swords or poison, but lovers in Irish ballads just outright die of broken hearts.
7)Ashley MacIsaac "Hi,how are Ya?" - Insane Canadian Scottish fiddle genius from Cape Breton Island,Nova Scotia. And what does he wear under his kilt? Absolutely nothing. I have it on good authority. Wild and gorgeous spirited music, makes me want to shake my head around and stomp my feet some, like it's Celtic traditional punk or something.
8)Christy Moore "Ride On" - Oh,the voice,oh the imagery...but is he talking to the girl or the horse,cause that could be pretty disgusting,actually....
9)The Pogues "The Auld Triangle" - Quintessential sad Irish imprisonment song, best sung drunk. Well, thank god for the Pogues' Shane MacGowan, then, he's always drunk.
10)Luka Bloom "An Irishman In New York" - All about falling in love with a passing stranger on a New York sidewalk. Then discovering it was all a dream.
11)The Waterboys "The Whole Of the Moon" - A song about dreamers and the people that have to live with them. My favorite line "I saw a rain dirty valley, but you saw Brigadoon."
12)Cowboy Junkies"The Water Is Wide"- An American folk version of the Irish ballad "Carrickfergus" which is much,much sadder but equally beautiful. This version asks for a boat "that carries two, and both shall ride, my love and I." In "Carrickfergus" the boat is "to carry me over to my love and die." Perhaps a difference in national character?
13)Sinead O'Conner w/ the Chieftains "The Foggy Dew" - All the most hauntingly beautiful Irish traditional songs are about war. Go figure. Dying for the love of that beautiful lady Eire, I suppose.
14)The Rankins w/ the Chieftains "An Innis Aigh" - Other than that Innis is Gaelic for Island,I think, I have no idea what the hell any of this means. but it's gorgeous nonetheless.
15)Battlefield Band "Snow On the Hills" - No,I'm not going to tell my Battlefield band story again. Lovely little slow reel here, with flutes and guitar and harp and fiddle and piano and everything it should have, except maybe some bagpipes, where are the pipes,eh? We have a piper down,I repeat there's a piper down...
And that, my friends, is my lovely little mix. No need to thank me for my genius as a would be deejay,lalala...
2)Silly Wizard "Queen Of Argyll" - If you don't love this song after hearing it, there's just something wrong with you that can't be fixed and that's all I'm going to say on the matter. Other than that Irishmen have nothing on the Scots when it comes to sweet talk.
3)Christy Moore "Mystic Lipstick" - I love the imagery of this song. Dark and heartbreakingly mysterious lyrics. I think the woman in the song is supposed to be Ireland,actually, I shite you not, Ireland as a dark and moody woman. Deep,sexy brogue the man has in spite of his girlish name. Bonus points as far as authenticism here, because he was in Planxty, one of the seminal early Celtic rock bands.
4)Luka Bloom "Bridge of Sorrow" - Ah, Luka Bloom aka Barry Moore, younger brother of Christy. Off his clevery titled "The Acoustic Motorbike." I love this song. Almost spoken word but with such depth and beauty to the vocals and such intoxicating rythym. Lyrically, it's quite the anthem for brooding outcast genius types not that I've ever known or been anyone like that...
5)The Pogues "Broad Majestic Shannon" - My favorite Pogues song of all time. Don't know why. I Love the opening lyrics:"The last time I saw you was down at the Greek's there was whiskey on Sunday and tears on her cheeks, you sang me a song that was pure as the breeze and the aroma of old Glenlivet..." in other words 'you sang me a song with whiskey on your breath,' but it's put so elequently as to be endearing.
6)Loreena McKennit "Annachie Gordon" - Memories of youthful folly...my one public musical spotlight of a moment was roaming the street fair with the infamous Odin Helgeson, busking. I was singing harmony with him to this song, he was obsessed with this song for some reason. I still don't know if people were giving us money because my voice was nice or I was lovely that day or to get me to shut up, but more coins were proffered when I was singing accompaniment. More beer for Odin,anyway. A sweet,sad song in its own right. A testament to the stubbornness of Celtic women thwarted in love. Shakespearean swains may need swords or poison, but lovers in Irish ballads just outright die of broken hearts.
7)Ashley MacIsaac "Hi,how are Ya?" - Insane Canadian Scottish fiddle genius from Cape Breton Island,Nova Scotia. And what does he wear under his kilt? Absolutely nothing. I have it on good authority. Wild and gorgeous spirited music, makes me want to shake my head around and stomp my feet some, like it's Celtic traditional punk or something.
8)Christy Moore "Ride On" - Oh,the voice,oh the imagery...but is he talking to the girl or the horse,cause that could be pretty disgusting,actually....
9)The Pogues "The Auld Triangle" - Quintessential sad Irish imprisonment song, best sung drunk. Well, thank god for the Pogues' Shane MacGowan, then, he's always drunk.
10)Luka Bloom "An Irishman In New York" - All about falling in love with a passing stranger on a New York sidewalk. Then discovering it was all a dream.
11)The Waterboys "The Whole Of the Moon" - A song about dreamers and the people that have to live with them. My favorite line "I saw a rain dirty valley, but you saw Brigadoon."
12)Cowboy Junkies"The Water Is Wide"- An American folk version of the Irish ballad "Carrickfergus" which is much,much sadder but equally beautiful. This version asks for a boat "that carries two, and both shall ride, my love and I." In "Carrickfergus" the boat is "to carry me over to my love and die." Perhaps a difference in national character?
13)Sinead O'Conner w/ the Chieftains "The Foggy Dew" - All the most hauntingly beautiful Irish traditional songs are about war. Go figure. Dying for the love of that beautiful lady Eire, I suppose.
14)The Rankins w/ the Chieftains "An Innis Aigh" - Other than that Innis is Gaelic for Island,I think, I have no idea what the hell any of this means. but it's gorgeous nonetheless.
15)Battlefield Band "Snow On the Hills" - No,I'm not going to tell my Battlefield band story again. Lovely little slow reel here, with flutes and guitar and harp and fiddle and piano and everything it should have, except maybe some bagpipes, where are the pipes,eh? We have a piper down,I repeat there's a piper down...
And that, my friends, is my lovely little mix. No need to thank me for my genius as a would be deejay,lalala...
RE:Track list and commentary for my newest mix CD
Ok,how self important am I that I distribute a mix CD to friends and then feel important enough to do a commentary? Self important enough to have this many seperate blogs,I guess...
Lost in La Mancha
Interesting little documentary about the making of a film that,alas, was not to be. Moment worth waiting for: the look of unbelievable despair on director Terry Gilliam's face as he's told "I'm sorry but we just can't make this movie. Not the movie you want to make." So sad.
Unfairness...
Some people spew venom at everyone they meet
and litter the earth with their psychic carrion
and still they win the Karmic lottery.
and litter the earth with their psychic carrion
and still they win the Karmic lottery.
Ogham Trees of the Day
Tinne Holly:
Tinne indicates that challenges and testing ordeals are on the way. You are to be as the Holly is: steadfast in adversity, remaining green and vital during the hardships and bitter cold of winter. You need to face life's challenges with the energy of a warrior. Even in adversity, your strength will increase. There is a directed balance and a capacity to unify two sides of a question or problem. There is the need to regain balance of some sort. Often retribution plays a key role in this Ogham, as the old law states "an eye for an eye." To maintain this balance, an act must be returned for another act. Good begets good and evil begets evil. With a sense of justice, you can overcome all harmful influences.
Ngetal Reed:
Ngetal is a sign of harmony between this realm and those beyond it. You must bring harmony into your life for this will bring a unity of purpose and will. Inner direction and outer manifestation will seem to flow together in a harmonious fashion. You may need to challenge the elements within your environment in order to bring this harmony into your life. To accomplish this, elements may need to be harmonized, broken down, and reintegrated. Although things may seem to be threatening and even destructive, they must be dealt with. If you have the courage, contact with these powers of fluctuation and alteration can be a source of strength and illumination. A few surprises could pop up out of unexpected areas. Therefore, there needs to be a high level of ability to adapt and modify things to your will and purpose.
exponential detritus of the day
Tinne indicates that challenges and testing ordeals are on the way. You are to be as the Holly is: steadfast in adversity, remaining green and vital during the hardships and bitter cold of winter. You need to face life's challenges with the energy of a warrior. Even in adversity, your strength will increase. There is a directed balance and a capacity to unify two sides of a question or problem. There is the need to regain balance of some sort. Often retribution plays a key role in this Ogham, as the old law states "an eye for an eye." To maintain this balance, an act must be returned for another act. Good begets good and evil begets evil. With a sense of justice, you can overcome all harmful influences.
Ngetal Reed:
Ngetal is a sign of harmony between this realm and those beyond it. You must bring harmony into your life for this will bring a unity of purpose and will. Inner direction and outer manifestation will seem to flow together in a harmonious fashion. You may need to challenge the elements within your environment in order to bring this harmony into your life. To accomplish this, elements may need to be harmonized, broken down, and reintegrated. Although things may seem to be threatening and even destructive, they must be dealt with. If you have the courage, contact with these powers of fluctuation and alteration can be a source of strength and illumination. A few surprises could pop up out of unexpected areas. Therefore, there needs to be a high level of ability to adapt and modify things to your will and purpose.
exponential detritus of the day
Guy Fawkes Day
Guy Fawkes Day, or Bonfire Night combines the legend of a notorious attempt to overthrow the British Monarchy with the ancient tradition of the Samhain bonfires and the slaying in effigy of the Summer King at the end of the Wheel Of The Year.
Myth of the Day:Historical Origins of Bonfire Night
In 1605, Guy Fawkes (also known as Guido - yes, really) and a group of conspirators attempted to blow up the Houses of Parliament.
After Queen Elizabeth I died in 1603, English Catholics who had had a rough time under her reign had hoped that her successor, James I, would be more tolerant of their religion. Alas, he was not, and this angered a number of young men who decided that violent action was the answer.
One young man in particular, Robert Catesby suggested to some close friends that the thing to do was to blow up the Houses of Parliament. In doing so, they would kill the King, maybe even the Prince of Wales, and the Members of Parliament who were making life difficult for the Catholics. Today these conspirators would be known as extremists, or terrorists.
To carry out their plan, the conspirators got hold of 36 barrels of gunpowder - and stored it in a cellar, just under the House of Lords.
But as the group worked on the plot, it became clear that some innocent people would be hurt or killed in the attack. Some of the plotters started having second thoughts. One of the group members even sent an anonymous letter warning his friend, Lord Monteagle, to stay away from the Parliament on November 5th. Was the letter real?
The warning letter reached the King, and the King's forces made plans to stop the conspirators.
Guy Fawkes, who was in the cellar of the parliament with the 36 barrels of gunpowder when the authorities stormed it in the early hours of November 5th, was caught, tortured and executed.
It's unclear if the conspirators would ever have been able to pull off their plan to blow up the Parliament even if they had not been betrayed - some people think the gunpowder they were planning to use was so old as to be useless. Since Guy Fawkes and his colleagues got caught before trying to ignite the powder, we'll never know for certain.
http://www.bonefire.org/guy/
http://www.bbc.co.uk/southampton/features/fireworks/guy_fawkes.shtml
Myth of the Day:Historical Origins of Bonfire Night
In 1605, Guy Fawkes (also known as Guido - yes, really) and a group of conspirators attempted to blow up the Houses of Parliament.
After Queen Elizabeth I died in 1603, English Catholics who had had a rough time under her reign had hoped that her successor, James I, would be more tolerant of their religion. Alas, he was not, and this angered a number of young men who decided that violent action was the answer.
One young man in particular, Robert Catesby suggested to some close friends that the thing to do was to blow up the Houses of Parliament. In doing so, they would kill the King, maybe even the Prince of Wales, and the Members of Parliament who were making life difficult for the Catholics. Today these conspirators would be known as extremists, or terrorists.
To carry out their plan, the conspirators got hold of 36 barrels of gunpowder - and stored it in a cellar, just under the House of Lords.
But as the group worked on the plot, it became clear that some innocent people would be hurt or killed in the attack. Some of the plotters started having second thoughts. One of the group members even sent an anonymous letter warning his friend, Lord Monteagle, to stay away from the Parliament on November 5th. Was the letter real?
The warning letter reached the King, and the King's forces made plans to stop the conspirators.
Guy Fawkes, who was in the cellar of the parliament with the 36 barrels of gunpowder when the authorities stormed it in the early hours of November 5th, was caught, tortured and executed.
It's unclear if the conspirators would ever have been able to pull off their plan to blow up the Parliament even if they had not been betrayed - some people think the gunpowder they were planning to use was so old as to be useless. Since Guy Fawkes and his colleagues got caught before trying to ignite the powder, we'll never know for certain.
http://www.bonefire.org/guy/
http://www.bbc.co.uk/southampton/features/fireworks/guy_fawkes.shtml
Guy Fawkes Day
Remember Remember the fifth of Novemeber
The gunpowder treason and plot
I see no reason why gunpowder treason
should ever be forgot.
Guy Fawkes Guy, 'twas his intent
to blow up king and parliament.
Three score barrels were laid below
to prove old England's overthrow.
By God's mercy he was catched
with a dark lantern and lighted match.
Holler boys Holler boys let the bells ring
Holler boys Holler boys God save the King
-traditional
see the myth of the day for more...
"Peachy keen"
My resolution for immediate future is to be more like Death in the Sandman comics. Joyful and accepting in the face of of the complications and gravity of life. A gothpunk,ankh wearing little ray of sunshine.
Tuesday, November 04, 2003
My Quizzical Nature
Rested,calmed and quiet, with happy children placated by milkshakes...my reward is I get to play around with Quizilla...Results below:
What Disney Princess are you?
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You are Snow White!
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Say Anything...
What movie Do you Belong in?(many different outcomes!)
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What Disney Princess are you?
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You are Snow White!
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Say Anything...
What movie Do you Belong in?(many different outcomes!)
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Monday, November 03, 2003
Something that doesn't suck...
Try putting cubes of cooked potato in with the ground beef when you make tacos. Better yet,use ground lamb and potatoes and add cinnamon. Trust me on this.
Bluebeard
Myth of the Day:King Bluebeard
Next to a great forest there lived an old man who had three sons and two daughters. Once they were sitting together thinking of nothing when a splendid carriage suddenly drove up and stopped in front of their house. A dignified gentleman climbed from the carriage, entered the house, and engaged the father and his daughters in conversation. Because he especially liked the youngest one, he asked the father if he would not give her to him to be his wife.
This seemed to the father to be a good marriage, and he had long desired to see his daughters taken care of while he was still alive. However, the daughter could not bring herself to say yes, for the strange knight had an entirely blue beard, which caused her to shudder with fear whenever she looked at him.
She went to her brothers, who were valiant knights, and asked them for advice. The brothers thought that she should accept Bluebeard, and they gave her a little whistle, saying, "If you are ever threatened, just blow this whistle, and we will come to your aid!"
Thus she let herself be talked into becoming the strange man's wife, but she did arrange for her sister to accompany her when King Bluebeard took her to his castle.
When the young wife arrived there, there was great joy throughout the entire castle, and King Bluebeard was very happy as well. This continued for about four weeks, and then he said that he was going on a journey. He turned all the keys of the castle over to his wife, saying, "You may go anywhere in the castle, unlock everything, and look at anything you want to, except for one door, to which this little golden key belongs. If you value your life, you are not allowed to open it!"
"Oh no!" she said, adding that she surely would not open that door. But after the king had been away for a while, she could find no rest for constantly thinking about what there might be in the forbidden chamber. She was just about to unlock it when her sister approached her and held her back. However, on the morning of the fourth day, she could no longer resist the temptation, and taking the key she secretly crept to the room, stuck the key into the lock, and opened the door.
Horrified, she saw that the entire room was filled with corpses, all of them women. She wanted to slam the door shut immediately, but the key fell out and into the blood. She quickly picked it up, but it was stained with blood. And however much she rubbed and cleaned it, the stains would not go away. With fear and trembling she went to her sister.
When King Bluebeard finally returned from his journey, he immediately asked for the golden key. Seeing the bloodstains on it, he said, "Wife, why did you not heed my warning? Your hour has now struck! Prepare yourself to die, for you have been in the forbidden room!"
Crying, she went to her sister, who lived upstairs in the castle. While she was bemoaning her fate to her, the sister thought of the whistle that she had received from her brothers, and said, "Give me the whistle! I shall send a signal to our brothers. Perhaps they will be able to help!" And she blew the whistle three times, issuing a bright sound that rang through the woods.
An hour later they heard Bluebeard rustling up the stairs to get his wife and slaughter her. "Oh God, oh God!" she cried out. "Aren't my brothers coming?" She rushed to the door and locked it, then fearfully stood there holding it shut as well.
Bluebeard pounded on the door, crying out that she should open it, and when she did not do so, he tried to break it down.
"Oh sister, oh sister, aren't my brothers coming?" she said to her sister, who was standing at the window looking out into the distance.
She replied, "I don't see anyone yet."
Meanwhile, Bluebeard was breaking the door apart more and more, and the opening was almost large enough for him to get through, when three knights suddenly appeared before the castle. The sister cried from the window as loudly as she could, "Help! Help!" and waved to her brothers.
They stormed up the stairs to where they had heard their sister's cry for help. There they saw King Bluebeard, sword in hand, standing before the broken door, and they heard their sister screaming inside the room. Immediately sensing what he was up to, they quickly ran their daggers into his breast and killed him.
When the brothers learned what the godless king was going to do to their sister, and that he had already killed so many women, they destroyed his castle, so that there was not one stone remaining on another one. They took with them all his treasures, and lived happily with their sisters in their father's house.
Next to a great forest there lived an old man who had three sons and two daughters. Once they were sitting together thinking of nothing when a splendid carriage suddenly drove up and stopped in front of their house. A dignified gentleman climbed from the carriage, entered the house, and engaged the father and his daughters in conversation. Because he especially liked the youngest one, he asked the father if he would not give her to him to be his wife.
This seemed to the father to be a good marriage, and he had long desired to see his daughters taken care of while he was still alive. However, the daughter could not bring herself to say yes, for the strange knight had an entirely blue beard, which caused her to shudder with fear whenever she looked at him.
She went to her brothers, who were valiant knights, and asked them for advice. The brothers thought that she should accept Bluebeard, and they gave her a little whistle, saying, "If you are ever threatened, just blow this whistle, and we will come to your aid!"
Thus she let herself be talked into becoming the strange man's wife, but she did arrange for her sister to accompany her when King Bluebeard took her to his castle.
When the young wife arrived there, there was great joy throughout the entire castle, and King Bluebeard was very happy as well. This continued for about four weeks, and then he said that he was going on a journey. He turned all the keys of the castle over to his wife, saying, "You may go anywhere in the castle, unlock everything, and look at anything you want to, except for one door, to which this little golden key belongs. If you value your life, you are not allowed to open it!"
"Oh no!" she said, adding that she surely would not open that door. But after the king had been away for a while, she could find no rest for constantly thinking about what there might be in the forbidden chamber. She was just about to unlock it when her sister approached her and held her back. However, on the morning of the fourth day, she could no longer resist the temptation, and taking the key she secretly crept to the room, stuck the key into the lock, and opened the door.
Horrified, she saw that the entire room was filled with corpses, all of them women. She wanted to slam the door shut immediately, but the key fell out and into the blood. She quickly picked it up, but it was stained with blood. And however much she rubbed and cleaned it, the stains would not go away. With fear and trembling she went to her sister.
When King Bluebeard finally returned from his journey, he immediately asked for the golden key. Seeing the bloodstains on it, he said, "Wife, why did you not heed my warning? Your hour has now struck! Prepare yourself to die, for you have been in the forbidden room!"
Crying, she went to her sister, who lived upstairs in the castle. While she was bemoaning her fate to her, the sister thought of the whistle that she had received from her brothers, and said, "Give me the whistle! I shall send a signal to our brothers. Perhaps they will be able to help!" And she blew the whistle three times, issuing a bright sound that rang through the woods.
An hour later they heard Bluebeard rustling up the stairs to get his wife and slaughter her. "Oh God, oh God!" she cried out. "Aren't my brothers coming?" She rushed to the door and locked it, then fearfully stood there holding it shut as well.
Bluebeard pounded on the door, crying out that she should open it, and when she did not do so, he tried to break it down.
"Oh sister, oh sister, aren't my brothers coming?" she said to her sister, who was standing at the window looking out into the distance.
She replied, "I don't see anyone yet."
Meanwhile, Bluebeard was breaking the door apart more and more, and the opening was almost large enough for him to get through, when three knights suddenly appeared before the castle. The sister cried from the window as loudly as she could, "Help! Help!" and waved to her brothers.
They stormed up the stairs to where they had heard their sister's cry for help. There they saw King Bluebeard, sword in hand, standing before the broken door, and they heard their sister screaming inside the room. Immediately sensing what he was up to, they quickly ran their daggers into his breast and killed him.
When the brothers learned what the godless king was going to do to their sister, and that he had already killed so many women, they destroyed his castle, so that there was not one stone remaining on another one. They took with them all his treasures, and lived happily with their sisters in their father's house.
Oracles of the Day (Greek)
[ Mon Nov 03, 02:54:36 PM | corbid ravenous | edit ]
Temple of Hecate,Oracles of the day...
Apollo's Light:
Truth and its revelation, clear choices and foreknowledge. Good advice. Matters concerning music, the arts and healing are well favored. Destiny and fortune.
Hemes Light:
Transformation and rebirth, occult power and mastery, mastery of a life situation, union with an opposite resulting in a greater whole. Alliance. A truth revealed. A surprise event.
myth of the day
detritus
Temple of Hecate,Oracles of the day...
Apollo's Light:
Truth and its revelation, clear choices and foreknowledge. Good advice. Matters concerning music, the arts and healing are well favored. Destiny and fortune.
Hemes Light:
Transformation and rebirth, occult power and mastery, mastery of a life situation, union with an opposite resulting in a greater whole. Alliance. A truth revealed. A surprise event.
myth of the day
detritus
I was serious...
About the depression part. I've been wearing the same pair of mangy cutoffs for three days now.I have gotto snap out of this. Ok. Douglas Adams quotes,then.
Sunday, November 02, 2003
Saturday, November 01, 2003
Today's Ogham Reading...
Willow
Intuition
Allow your intuition to help your understanding. There are things you don't know that contribute to the situation; it is important to pay attention to the knowledge in you subconscious, as well as yuour conscious, mind.
Willow, the Ogham's fourth tree, is closely connected to water, the unconscious, the moon, and thus the feminine. It is symbolic of intuition, the ability to make connections and gain understanding without knowing exactly how or why one knows.
Ash
Linkages
The situation is a part of a wider whole, and your life is a part of a larger pattern. Remember that your actions are a part of a larger pattern, and affect all the others within it- make your decisions with this in mind.
Ash is a tree of great traditional magical significance. Yggdrasil, the World Tree, is an ash, and the ash is the fifth Ogham tree. Ash symbolizes the connection- and movement- between very different places and aspects of reality.
myth of the day
detritus
Intuition
Allow your intuition to help your understanding. There are things you don't know that contribute to the situation; it is important to pay attention to the knowledge in you subconscious, as well as yuour conscious, mind.
Willow, the Ogham's fourth tree, is closely connected to water, the unconscious, the moon, and thus the feminine. It is symbolic of intuition, the ability to make connections and gain understanding without knowing exactly how or why one knows.
Ash
Linkages
The situation is a part of a wider whole, and your life is a part of a larger pattern. Remember that your actions are a part of a larger pattern, and affect all the others within it- make your decisions with this in mind.
Ash is a tree of great traditional magical significance. Yggdrasil, the World Tree, is an ash, and the ash is the fifth Ogham tree. Ash symbolizes the connection- and movement- between very different places and aspects of reality.
myth of the day
detritus
Brigid/Brigantia...
Brigid
by Lisa Spindler
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Name Cognates: Breo Saighead, Brid, Brighid [Eriu], Brigindo, Brigandu [Gaul], Brigan, Brigantia, Brigantis [Briton], Bride [Alba].
Breo Saighead, or the "Fiery Arrow or Power," is a Celtic three-fold goddess, the daughter of The Dagda, and the wife of Bres. Known by many names, Brighid's three aspects are (1) Fire of Inspiration as patroness of poetry, (2) Fire of the Hearth, as patroness of healing and fertility, and (3) Fire of the Forge, as patroness of smithcraft and martial arts. She is mother to the craftsmen. Sons of Tuireann: Creidhne, Luchtaine and Giobhniu.
Excalibur, King Arthur's sword, was forged by the Lady of the Lake, a figure sometimes associated with Brighid because of her fire and forgery aspect. Like the Arthurian Avalon, or "Isle of Apples," Brigid possessed an apple orchard in the Otherworld to which bees traveled to obtain it's magickal nectar.
Brigid, which means "one who exaults herself," is Goddess of the Sacred Flame of Kildare (derived from "Cill Dara," which means "church of the oak") and often is considered to be the White Maiden aspect of the Triple Goddess. She was Christianized as the "foster-mother" of Jesus Christ, and called St. Brigit, the daughter of the Druid Dougal the Brown. She sometimes also is associated with the Romano-Celtic goddess Aquae-Sulis in Bathe.
Brighid's festival is Imbolc, celebrated on or around February 1 when she ushers Spring to the land after The Cailleach's Winter reign. This mid-Winter feast commences as the ewes begin to lactate and is the start of the new agricultural cycle. During this time Brigid personifies a bride, virgin or maiden aspect and is the protectoress of women in childbirth. Imbolc also is known as Oimelc, Brigid, Candlemas, or even in America as Groundhog Day.
As the foundation for the American Groundhog Day, Brigid's snake comes out of its mound in which it hibernates and its behavior is said to determine the length of the remaining Winter.
Gailleach, or White Lady, drank from the ancient Well of Youth at dawn. In that instant, she was transformed into her Maiden aspect, the young goddess called Brigid. Wells were considered to be sacred because they arose from oimbelc (literally "in the belly"), or womb of Mother Earth.
Because of her Fire of Inspiration and her connection to the apple and oak trees, Brighid often is considered the patroness of the Druids.
"Brigid." Encyclopedia Mythica.
http://www.pantheon.org/articles/b/brigid.html
[Accessed November 02nd, 2003.]
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by Lisa Spindler
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Name Cognates: Breo Saighead, Brid, Brighid [Eriu], Brigindo, Brigandu [Gaul], Brigan, Brigantia, Brigantis [Briton], Bride [Alba].
Breo Saighead, or the "Fiery Arrow or Power," is a Celtic three-fold goddess, the daughter of The Dagda, and the wife of Bres. Known by many names, Brighid's three aspects are (1) Fire of Inspiration as patroness of poetry, (2) Fire of the Hearth, as patroness of healing and fertility, and (3) Fire of the Forge, as patroness of smithcraft and martial arts. She is mother to the craftsmen. Sons of Tuireann: Creidhne, Luchtaine and Giobhniu.
Excalibur, King Arthur's sword, was forged by the Lady of the Lake, a figure sometimes associated with Brighid because of her fire and forgery aspect. Like the Arthurian Avalon, or "Isle of Apples," Brigid possessed an apple orchard in the Otherworld to which bees traveled to obtain it's magickal nectar.
Brigid, which means "one who exaults herself," is Goddess of the Sacred Flame of Kildare (derived from "Cill Dara," which means "church of the oak") and often is considered to be the White Maiden aspect of the Triple Goddess. She was Christianized as the "foster-mother" of Jesus Christ, and called St. Brigit, the daughter of the Druid Dougal the Brown. She sometimes also is associated with the Romano-Celtic goddess Aquae-Sulis in Bathe.
Brighid's festival is Imbolc, celebrated on or around February 1 when she ushers Spring to the land after The Cailleach's Winter reign. This mid-Winter feast commences as the ewes begin to lactate and is the start of the new agricultural cycle. During this time Brigid personifies a bride, virgin or maiden aspect and is the protectoress of women in childbirth. Imbolc also is known as Oimelc, Brigid, Candlemas, or even in America as Groundhog Day.
As the foundation for the American Groundhog Day, Brigid's snake comes out of its mound in which it hibernates and its behavior is said to determine the length of the remaining Winter.
Gailleach, or White Lady, drank from the ancient Well of Youth at dawn. In that instant, she was transformed into her Maiden aspect, the young goddess called Brigid. Wells were considered to be sacred because they arose from oimbelc (literally "in the belly"), or womb of Mother Earth.
Because of her Fire of Inspiration and her connection to the apple and oak trees, Brighid often is considered the patroness of the Druids.
"Brigid." Encyclopedia Mythica.
http://www.pantheon.org/articles/b/brigid.html
[Accessed November 02nd, 2003.]
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