Wordless Wednesday: it’s pretty

Published October 18, 2017 by Lunapo


Uh oh?

Published October 13, 2017 by Lunapo

There are 13 goddesses in the Asynger court, led by Frigg. 

Frigg, seated, with 4 other Asynjur: Gna (on horseback), Fulla (with box) and perhaps Saga (kneeling) and Syn (standing guard)

Bedtime life lessons

Published October 12, 2017 by Lunapo

Mostly every night, Witchlette asks for Asguard stories before her lullaby. 

Tuesday night, she asked for me to read from her Asguard Stories Book the creation of man. 

This one

Within the three pages of the retelling of the lore, a handful of stanzas from The Havamal are included. 

This is one of them

I remember, pre kids, listening to Louis C. K. and how realistically he discusses being a parent. One in particular is about his daughter who sees wild ponies, is bitten by one, and looks up more information about why they bite to learn it happens all the time. Over the course of the conversation with his daughter, Louis lets slip that one day, she will die. This breaks her heart and her mind. She is 8-10 and just learned that people die. Classic loss of innocence moment. 

Witchlette isn’t going to have that. We don’t speak of death daily and it’s not something we obsess over, but it’s also not something we shy away from. I have never directly stated, “One day, you will die,” but we have discussed death and our version of an afterlife. What we talked about in years past actually lines up pretty closely with what was depicted in Moana, which we just saw this summer. 

She experienced death with my mom’s dog. She understands that plants die and the flowers we see the following spring are new. She understands animals and people die as a part of life, and that it’s just what happens. 

Maybe it’s the world view in which I was raised. Perhaps it’s just the way I’m wired, but I didn’t come to that conclusion until my late 20s. Death was something to be feared. 

Perhaps it’s still too far removed for her to really understand, but perhaps it’s her Pagan upbringing that is making things right. 

Te Fiti Circle

Published October 1, 2017 by Lunapo

This morning, Witchlette led her second public ritual. 

Like Turtle Circle six months ago, Witchlette led with a demeanor and confidence that is well beyond her four years. 

Moana has been in our home all summer long, and she isn’t going anywhere any time soon. Especially with the connection Witchlette has established with the central goddess, Te Fiti. 

Going into the ritual, folks got leis amd everyone took their place around. 

Te Fiti altar, set and decorated by Witchlette. Shout out to S for printing the pictures.

After Quarter Calls, Witchlette stepped in and shared a piece about Te Fiti and Te Ka. I shared background on the Maori goddess whom Te Fiti is based. I then wrote, word for word, the opening of Moana where Grandma shares the myth. Witchlette stated she wanted to say that part, so I coached her to talk loud enough for our friend Mr. G to hear way in the back. I whispered a line and she shouted it, looking right at Mr. G. 

Witchlette and I handed our river rocks to everyone. 

I did not have a meditation written, since I was betting on Witchlette leading this part like how she stole the show at my PPD workshop. She didn’t want to, so I improvised a meditation of charging stones. Ground and feel the life forth from the earth. Have it flow in your body, through you, past your heart, and into your hands to change the stone. Not word for word what was said, but that’s the gist of it. 

After charging, we had cakes and ale, closed the circle, and painted our rocks to make our own heart of Te Fiti. 

The whole text is below. 

Air- Maui

Maui, shape shifter preferring giant hawk, demi-god of the wind and sea, hero to all. I am [say your name] of Church of the Earth. You will join our Circle, celebrate with us, and honor Te Fiti. Thank you.

Fire- Te Ka

Te Ka. Lava Monster created from darkness. Lava Monster ferocious and fierce. Angry and protective. Keep us well from the outside world, send firey balls of flaming rock to any who would do harm.

Water- Ocean

Ocean, our friend. No one knows how far the line where the sky meets the sea goes. No one knows how deep the light goes as it shines off the sea, but it’s blindingly beauty calls us to you. Join us Ocean and guide us through our celebration.

Earth and Spirit

Te Fiti, Mother Island. From your fauna cloak of palm and vines to your flower crown. Deep nourishing soil is you flesh and clean rivers are you blood. From you all life springs. Join us this morning as we share your sacred histories. Join us this morning as we celebrate your wondrous beauty, kindness, and love.  

In Polynesian mythology , Rangi (Father Sky) and Papa (Mother Earth) were the two supreme creator deities (gods and goddesses). They were the source from which all things in the universe originated, including other gods, humans, and the various creatures and features of the earth. Rangi and Papa played an especially important role in the mythology of the Maori (pronounced MAH-aw-ree) people of New Zealand.

Papa’s themes are providence, thankfulness, abundance, earth, fertility, weather, grounding, the harvest and the moon. Her symbols are the moon, harvested foods, rainwater and rocks.  Polynesians summon Papa to help in all earthly matters. She is, in fact, the Earth Mother who gave birth to all things by making love to the sky. To this day, the earth and sky remain lovers, the sky giving its beloved rain for fertilization. Papa is sometimes known by the alternative title Papa Raharaha, ‘supporting rock’, through which She provides foundations and sustenance for our body, mind, and spirit.

Harvest moon festivals take place during the full moon closest to the autumnal equinox. The full moon here represents the earth (Papa) in all its abundance and the crop’s maturity. If it’s raining today, skip an umbrella for a moment and enjoy a little of the sky’s love for Papa. Gather a little of the water and drink it to encourage more self-love.

Carry any crystal or stone with you today to manifest Papa’s firm foundations in all your endeavors. And definitely integrate harvested foods into your menu. Some that have lunar affiliations include cauliflower, cabbage, cucumber, grapes, lettuce, potatoes, and turnips. Thank Papa for Her providence before you eat, then ingest whatever lunar qualities you need for that day or for the rest of the year.”

In the beginning, there was only ocean until the mother island emerged: Te Fiti. Her heart held the greatest power ever known. It could create life itself. And Te Fiti shared it with the world. But in time, some begin to seek Te Fiti’s heart. They believed that they could possess it, the great power of creation would be theirs. And one day, the most daring of them all voyaged across the vast ocean to take it. He was a Demigod of the wind and sea. He was a warrior. A trickster. A shapeshifter who could change form with the power of his magical fish hook. And his name was Maui. But without her heart, Te Fiti began to crumble, giving birth to a terrible darkness. Maui tried to escape, but was confronted by another who sought the heart: Te Kā, a demon of earth and fire. Maui was struck from the sky, never to be seen again. And his magical fish hook and the heart of Te Fiti, were lost to the sea. Where even now, 1000 years later, Te Kā and the demons of the deep still hunt for the heart, hiding in the darkness that will continue to spread, chasing away our fish, draining the life from island after island until every one of us is devoured by the bloodthirsty jaws of inescapable death! But one day, the heart will be found by someone who would journey beyond the reef, find Maui, deliver him across the great ocean to restore Te Fiti’s heart and save us all.


Cakes and ale

Maui, thank you for all the gifts you have bestowed upon mankind: the islands you pulled from the sea, the breeze, the tide, coconuts. Shift as you need and soar on the wind. Stay if you will, leave as you must.

Te Ka, misunderstood, hurt. We know who you are, who you truly are. May our love for your other half help cool your flames and keep your fires dormant. Thank you for allowing us to help. Stay if you go, leave if you must.

Thank you Ocean, for inviting ancestors from all lines to travel your seas. Thank you Ocean, for your assistance and friendship at every turn, even when it wasn’t understood. Even when it wasn’t earned. Aue! Aue!

Te Fiti, with you is all beginnings and all endings. With you is sustenance, life, love, kindness, beauty. Please accept these celebrations in your honor and keep well your sons and daughters. We will guard your heart with all our might from any who want to keep it for themselves.

Stories of my life

Published September 30, 2017 by Lunapo

Hubby and I like TV. TV is our thing. 

We are rewatching Alias, halfway through season 3. Between seasons 2 and 3, we caught up with most of Vikings, which we lost track of as the Littles got bigger. 

Then the two merged. 

First, this is Rambaldi. 

If you’re not familiar with the premise, Milo Rambaldi is like Leonardo da Vinci, but his stuff is workable in present time and is laying the ground work for major stuff. Terror organizations do all they can to get his artifacts and the CIA does all they can to stop them. 

Yesterday morning, this shows up in my Instagram feed while waiting for my coffee. 

Holy crap. That’s Rambaldi. 

Naturally, I shared it with Hubby. 

Camping yoga 

Published September 29, 2017 by Lunapo

Sunday morning at the camp site, I decided to do some woods yoga. 

Behind our tent, in the same camp spot we’ve had each time we go to Uwarrie, there is a nice little thicket with a bit of a clearing that I designated as Circle space. Saturday evening, I found four baseball-sized crystals and set them up at Quarters. I walked around and blessed the space and did a short meditation. Sunday morning, I took one of the sleep mats to my Circle space and did a yoga flow. 

Since doing the 30 days magical roots challenge, I have been doing Dancer pose each morning and continuing to grow with strength of my rooted leg and grow with flexibility of my lifted leg. My yoga flow daily includes Dancer followed by Tree on each side. At home, I have furniture available to help steady myself and gain my bearings before I hope fully into the pose. 

Sunday, I just went for it. I had nothing near me to hold. And I did it, with grace! And with ease! I impressed myself!

I’m glad I have been continuing with my yoga. Some mornings Witchlette joins me. Some mornings Witchling watches. 

Sunday, he stood next to the tent and, quite loudly, asked why I was doing yoga in the trees. 

Because it feels good. 

Tree yoga felt great. It’s something I will have to do more often!

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