At Midnight, US Central time, as viewed from the Northern Hemisphere)
Illuminated Fraction: 0.757
2.4 days before last quarter
Rise : 6:48 AM Set : 5:30 PM
Calendar of the Sun
9 Wolfmonath
Baubo’s Day of the Midwives
Color: Red
Element: Earth
Altar: Upon a red cloth place a single red candle, a chalice of fresh milk, and a Sheela-Na-Gig.
Offerings: Give aid to a midwife.
Daily Meal: Center around milk or dairy.
Baubo Invocation
Hail Baubo, Mother of Laughter,
Great open door upon your belly,
You who open all things,
The woman’s womb, the hard-bound heart,
The eyes shut tight in fear,
The belly full of mirth repressed,
All these you tear open like a child
Reveals their holiday gifts with glee.
We are your packages, your presents,
To undo as you will!
Today no weeping will sound through our halls,
And only mirth shall walk our paths,
O Baubo upon the bridge!
You watch those who walk down to the dark places,
You see those who weep their sorrow
Like Mother Demeter trailing in the dust,
And your great heart of understanding
Knows that no word of sense will ever help
When the shadows are darkest.
Only absurdity, only paradox
The extravagant, the foolish, the incredible,
The outlandish and preposterous,
Only these can make their way
Under the tight doors of desolation,
Through the cracks of misery.
A small thing, laughter, yet without it
We drown in the rivers of our own self-importance.
Hail Baubo, Mother of Mirth!
(One or more who have been chosen to do the work of the ritual come forth to do Baubo’s job. They must shed their clothing, and naked wear faces painted on their bellies, and tell jokes until laughter is rampant. Finish with the chant listed on Ilithyia’s Day.)
Calendar of the Sun
8 Wolfmonath
Carmentalia: Day of Sacred Pregnancy
Color: Red
Element: Earth
Altar: Upon a red cloth place seven red candles and the figure of a pregnant woman. If possible, a woman who is with child should be present and honored on this day.
Offerings: Give gifts to pregnant women in need.
Daily Meal: Eggs.
Carmentalia Invocation
All things grow in the dark place
Safe within the womb of the Mother,
Safe within the dream of the Mother.
The Earth lies now asleep
Full with big belly,
Each seed pregnant with hopes
Waiting for the return of the Sun.
So we are each of us,
Pregnant with hopes and dreams,
Big-bellied in our minds,
Waiting to for the moment
To begin our sacred labor.
This is the time of waiting,
Feeling the child within come to fruition,
Feeling it grow and change,
Feeling the faint motions
That signify the oncoming flood of life.
Call: May Life burst forth in a flood of joy!
Response: May Life come forth through the gate of eternity!
Call: We hail the Mother beneath our feet!
Response: We hail the Mother within our souls!
Call: We hail the Mothers from whence we descended!
Response: We hail the Mothers that are yet to bring forth!
Call: We hail the growth of possibility!
Response: We hail all that it yet to come!
Call: We hail the growth of the future!
Response: We wait for the birthing-time with open arms!
Chant: Mother I feel you under my feet
Mother I hear your heart beat
November 14, 2011
Photographer: Bertrand Kulik
Summary Author: Bertrand Kulik; Jim Foster
This eye-catching rainbow arching over the Eiffel Tower was snapped from my home in Paris, France on the afternoon of October 25, 2011. The width of a rainbow is approximately two degrees; for comparison, the Sun’s diameter is about 0.5 degrees across. Note that each of the primary bow’s color bands is about 0.5 degrees in width. Rainbow colors seem impure (colors overlap) because while rays of sunlight entering a prism emerge parallel to each other, the way they entered, rays emerging from a raindrop diverge.
LOVE AND ADMIRATION OIL
To make an oil that will help attract the attention of others, mix together:
twenty drops of synthetic musk
two drops of jasmine
one drop of ylang ylang
In a small bottle and leave where the full moonlight can strike it for three nights. Be sure to bring it inside before the Sun can find it.
Meanwhile, leave a rose petal, a small piece of crystal quartz, and 1/8teaspoon of powdered cinnamon in a place where the Sun can see them, making sure to move them before moonlight can strike them.
On the forth day, mix together the two sets of ingredients and leave in a dark
place. Wear when you wish to draw love and admiration to yourself.
It will also enable your employers to see what they love about your work for them.
August 24 – Daily Feast
Nothing saves the day so much as a good word. And nothing has been misused as often. There is power in a word, whether we read it, speak it or hear it. And we command and are commanded by the word. We scatter, we call forth, and we comfort. Words are tools, weapons, both good and bad medicine – but very beautiful when used lovingly. The word, or ka ne tsv in Cherokee, is power to help heal, or make sick people sicker by negative talk around them. The word gives confidence when it builds rather than destroys. Relationships have been shattered beyond repair by a runaway mouth. Prosperity has been dissolved by talking lack. Until we listen to our own voices and how we talk, we would never guess how we use our words.
~ I am opening my heart to speak to you….open yours to receive my words. ~
COMO
“A Cherokee Feast of Days” by Joyce Sequichie Hifler
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…..it means enjoy the day to the fullest because tomorrow you go back to work. Sorry to remind you of that. But I hope you are having a fantastic weekend. I don’t believe I have done a think this weekend. I have a mile long list of things to do but I can’t get nothing done anymore. You might think this has nothing to do with what I was just talking about, but bear with me. I was watching a morning talk show and the topic was about getting older. How people suddenly realize they are just fine the way they are. They settle into theirselves and become comfort just being who they are. I got to thinking that is so true. When I was younger, I would put on the make-up, do the hair for about an hour, pick out the perfect outfit and then be ready to go. Sometimes I even did this just to stay at home. Now I don’t put on any make-up at all. I decided that was a waste of time. When I put on make-up, I thought it transformed me into a beautiful, ravishing creature. And I looked totally different. Yeah right! Well I found out when I quit wearing it, people still recognized me, they knew right off the bat who I was. Then it hit me, all the time I had wasted putting on make-up to be someone else. Why? I still fix my hair for about 15 minutes. I have let it do what it always wanted to do, curl. So I fluff some curls, grab a pair of short and a shirt to match and I off. I realized that the talk show was right, when you reach a certain age you do become comfortable in your own skin. You finally realize that you are alright just the way the Goddess made you. I have found the inner me and finally made peace with her. Come to find out she a pretty good old gal. She is very comfortable with herself. She takes care of things that need to be done but she doesn’t rush around anyway. She takes her time. She don’t get mad and upset. She is very laid back and she just loves to enjoy life. With this new me I have found, I could kick my own ass. She was there the whole time, why did I have to wait to now to find her? I know in my younger years, she would have made my left a heck of a lot easier. Then I got to thinking was she there then? Perhaps the me that I am comfortable with is a by-product of myself. Wonder what I mean by that? Me, too! Seriously, I believe the comfortable me is a product of my environment and my actions. But I believe she got rid of all the bad part os me, well not so nice parts anyway and left the good. She also has shown me what is important in life. I found out I had my priorities all screwed up. I have them straight now and I have fell back in love with my husband. I have put things into perspective. I know what is more important now. Like I mentioned earlier, I never seem to get things done. I get them done eventually but in the order of importance. You know if I have a comfortable me inside of me, I would bet you do too. Look inside yourself and accept yourself for who you are. The make-up, the clothes, the hair doesn’t make the person. It is the comfortable you that does. Don’t do like I did and wait too long to find her. Find her now and I guarantee you, you will enjoy life more than ever.
Guys, it just dawned on me, I have been a bad witch. I am so sorry that I didn’t use he/she in my writing, please forgive me. Truthfully I didn’t know where my writing was going. It was just rambling through my brain. So please forgive me and I will do better next time I promise.
Love to all,
Lady A
SPELL TO AVERT EVIL
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