The Spiritual Realms of Water

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The area of Pomerania, the north-western part of modern Poland, is symbolically surrounded by three major rivers: the Vistula from the east, the Oder from the west, the and Noteć from the south. The northern barrier of this post-glacial area is the southern coast of Baltic Sea. One of the dominant features of this type of landscape is numerous, relatively small lakes and a predominantly longitudinally-oriented network of rivers. As drinking water reserves, as well as habitats of species utilized by the early medieval economy, they must have played an important role in the cultural landscape and religious ideas.

In the following article, we intend to take a closer look at the significance of water in pre-Christian Pomeranian beliefs of the early medieval period, i.e. from the arrival of the Slavs to the region (ca. 6th–7th century ce) to the mid-13th century (which conventionally mark the end of the early Middle Ages…

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Acorn Folklore

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By Phoenix of Elder Mountain – This Autumn we have had an abundant of Acorns in the Pacific Northwest and in folklore, it means that we are going to have a mighty winter. The Sacred Oak Trees all grow from these little tiny acorns, which the squirrel is the one who graciously plants them in the ground everywhere. I gathered some Autumn articles of Acorns myths and mystery. Enjoy!

Acorn Folk Legends
The Celts, Romans, Greeks and Teutonic tribes all had legends connected to the mighty oak tree. Typically, the oak was related to deities that had control over thunder, lightning, and storms. In Norse legend, Thor found shelter from a storm by sitting under a mighty oak tree.

Today, people in some Nordic countries believe that Acorns on the windowsills will protect a house from being hit by lightning. In parts of Great Britain, young ladies followed a custom of…

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Herbal Meditations and Magic for Thriving in a Neo-Colonial World

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Guest student post by Avani Mody


Sunrise:

There is an incomparable beauty to sunrise. The time of the gods, as it is described in Ayurvedic traditions. As a child my father told me, walk barefoot on the earth and take in the green grass at sunrise, to strengthen my eyes. The combination of a luscious green and morning sunlight, calmed my eyes and mind. During my recent, formal herbal education, this advice remains in my psyche. The colors, beauty and feel of the plants, indeed calm my mind, and strengthen my vision my ability to see in multiple dimensions. Plant meditations are one of the ways I like to spend time with plants and imbue myself with their serenity.

Neo-Colonial Herbalism:

Learning herbal medicine that is rooted in traditional cultures, resilience and a holistic worldview is complex and profound. In our contemporary society, and perhaps especially here in the…

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Regional traditional folk symbolism of Lublin, Poland

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Some of my ancestors are from Lublin, Poland and when I ran across this article (source at the bottom) of Traditional art of the rural community, I thought I would share. Its motifs, patterns and ornaments in folk tradition, folk dress, folk objects and talisman of Lublin shows many of the symbols that a lot of Slavic countries applied long ago and still today. ~Phoenix

Traditional folk art of Lublin had a different function than the art of the educated social classes. It predominantly served as a uniting and integrating factor. It forged identity, emphasized distinctive features, informed, offered a link to the past and memory. Crafted items were not only aesthetic, but functional.

Folk art is inextricably linked with the traditional character of culture – it emerged from the combination of “the head and the hand,” of imagination and creation. Skills and patterns were passed down from one generation to the next. However, items created…

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The Word II

The Word …

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About a year and a half ago I wrote a post titled The Word. In this post I stated that the written word was the reason we are a species with amnesia.  Let’s just say it wasn’t welcomed readily by the patriarch left brain mind of this world.  I’m not saying that we need to get rid of the written word, but I am saying that we need to let the children learn with their right brain too.  Ever wonder why very intelligent people have to write everything down so they don’t forget it?  They are in the masculine mind-set, whether they know it or not.  I have come across an ancient text that backs my theory up.  As a matter a fact, a very ancient god agrees with me.  

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Fat Goddess

Fat Goddess …

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There have been figurines or statues of Goddesses found that are plump or fat like the Venus of Willendorf.  All over the world they are finding  statues like these and no one seems to know what they are or what they represent.  The the free-standing sculptures or drawings of the Goddess is represented as an imposing, and hugely fat woman with dangling breasts, egg-shaped buttocks and bulging calves and forearms.  Some are standing, some are sitting and some are lying down.  They are various sizes from miniature to grand scale carving and drawings.  With the patriarchal mind of today, no one knows what they mean.  Time to illuminate.  

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The Enchanter’s Daughter

The Enchanter’s Daughter …

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Illustrations by Errol Le Cain and Written by Antonia Barber – The princess believes that she is the daughter of the Enchanter with whom she lives in an isolated castle. She has no name other than “Daughter”, and she has vague dreams in which she can remember another life, in which she has a name.
 
She grows lonely and frustrated, and the Enchanter gives her books to read, in an attempt to distract her. This was a mistake, because in these books she learns about all kinds places and things, and especially about brothers, sisters, and mothers.
 
She is especially curious about the mothers in the stories, and she asks the Enchanter who her own mother was. He tells her that she never had a mother. She had been a rose, and he had turned her into a girl by magic. She asks him to turn her back…

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El Dorado

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I have just returned from an awesome trip to Cancun, Mexico.  I spent time going to ruins that have not been commercialized.  During this trip I was lucky enough to be invited to a Mayan village.  Here I met the Queen.  They called her the head matriarch, but she was the Queen. Her name was Norma.   With my archeological guide translating for me, I was able to have conversations with Norma.  While I was at the village I received the stone you see in the pictures.  This stone is Obsidian and it is what the Spaniards and Christians were chasing when it came to El Dorado.

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Snail Totem, Black Snail and Folklore

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By Phoenix of Elder Mountain –On the morning of the Summer Solstice, I was going outside and I look down on the front porch, and there was the tiniest black snail. I wondered how long its journey was to get on the porch to greet me for the summer solstice morning? Last summer solstice, another snail was on the little water plate in the garden and it was pretty magical too, so this being the second time, I was very happy to see the tiny black one. I have had big mountain lion totems, hawks, egrets etc. but the older and wiser I become I see the great power of the small.

My life is pretty slow in general and I can say I have worked hard for that in my spiritual journey over the decades with self-healing, disciplines and spiritual practices. This particular summer solstice moon cycle, I…

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Legend of the Miskhorskaya Mermaid

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In the Crimea there is a legend about this mermaid, in the vicinity of the Village of Miskhor. In one of the small houses there lived a young maiden of Arz. For many years she was in love with the shepherd Abiy-aka, who was also in love with her. Sometimes they met at the spring, while a jug of water was being collected. And in one of these meetings Abi-aka, he said that in the evening he and his parents would come to an agreement about a wedding at her house.

She was very happy to see Arzha, she could not sit still in the same place all evening, everything was bustling, everything was falling from her hands, but she was already dreaming of loving him and raising children with her beloved, setting up a home, thinking of whom to call for, dreaming of how to tell her friends.

And…

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