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New Moon Rites

According to the Lunar Phase app on my Android phone, the new moon will October 19th at 0312 EDT. Since I hope to be in bed asleep at that time (but there is no guarantee of that) I will celebrate around sundown tonight on the 18th.

To interpret the flow of terrestrial magnetism— the dragon current, the serpent path— it is also necessary to watch the night sky. Night, to ancient people, was not an “absence of light” or a negative darkness, but a powerful source of energy and inspiration. At night cosmos reveals herself in her vastness, the earth opens to moisture and germination under moonlight, and the magnetic serpentine current stirs itself in the underground waters— just as the thick, snakey spray of stars, the Milky Way, winds across the night sky. Moon phases are a part of the great cosmic dance in which everything participates: the movement of the celestial bodies, the pulse of tides, the circulation of blood and sap in animals and plants. Observation of the night sky, of the stars, and especially of the moon, was the beginning of mathematics and science.

Sjoo, Monica; Mor, Barbara. The Great Cosmic Mother: Rediscovering the Religion of the Earth (p. 139). HarperCollins. Kindle Edition.

The ancients viewed the time of the new moon as a time that the Goddess went to the underworld to be with her “other half”, usually depicted as a son and/or lover.  It was not a time to be feared, but a time of fasting and introspection to be ready for when the moon Goddess reappeared in the sky. Some saw the moon as a male entity.

The timing of the new moon, usually a two to three-day event, has been echoed in almost every major religion;

In later Neolithic times some cultures saw the moon as male, as the son/ lover of the Goddess. As the vegetation deity died once each year, to fertilize the crops with his blood, so the male Moon God died each month. He disappeared for three days, locked up in her underworld. This myth was continued in the ritual of Christ being closed up three days in the tomb. In Polynesian belief the dying moon journeyed to a faraway paradise where it bathed in waters of immortality, and restored to vigor, returned in three days.

Sjoo, Monica; Mor, Barbara. The Great Cosmic Mother: Rediscovering the Religion of the Earth (p. 177). HarperCollins. Kindle Edition.

The next full moon will be November 4th, at 0123 EDT. Again I hope to be sleeping, but for me, that is when I will celebrate Samhain. The ancient Celts, like most of the ancient world, were a lunar based society.  The Celts were not afraid of lunar eclipses. We celebrated them. It wasn’t until about 5000 BCE and the coming of the Druidic age that they turned to a “sun god”.

Avebury, on the Wiltshire Downs in the south of England, was the sacred center of megalithic culture in Britain. Avebury’s stone circle is the largest yet found in England. It dwarfs Stonehenge. (There are seventy-seven other stone circles, or henges, dating from the late Neolithic and early Bronze Age.) Avebury was built by pre-Celtic people, living in a farming community circa 2600 B.C. For thousands of years before its construction, the entire landscape of the surrounding area, stretching for about 37 miles, had been seen as the outline of the body of the Goddess. Every hill, mound, stone, and long barrow was believed to form part of her maternal body. The three stone circles at the “causewayed camp” at Windmill Hill nearby predated Avebury by more than six hundred years. The Avebury monuments, which include Silbury Hill and West Kennet long barrow, form a “condensed sequence of visual sculpted images within the center of the larger and more ancient presence. They express together journeys of cosmic range and the entire yearly agricultural cycle within the space of three fields.”

Sjoo, Monica; Mor, Barbara. The Great Cosmic Mother: Rediscovering the Religion of the Earth (p. 133). HarperCollins. Kindle Edition.

Does anyone else have any moon rituals they celebrate? Leave a comment if you do!

Peace,
B

First 4 Week Check-In

Four weeks ago, Wifey and I started the paleo eating plan. It didn’t take us long to realize it wasn’t for us. So I did some more research and switched to the keto eating plan. We were following it closer than paleo from the beginning anyway.

So after following the two plans (not exactly very strictly either) I have lost 3.4 pounds. I was hoping for something closer to 10, but again we were just easing into this. As today will be my last beer day for the foreseeable future, I expect better results next month.

But, on the good side, I have lost 3 inches from my belly! This could be due to a number of reasons.

  • Exercise has tightened my abs.
  • Maybe the exercise has burned off some intra-muscular fat as opposed to the subcutaneous belly fat.
  • I have added muscle weight (which according to my doctor is seven times more dense than fat), which accounts for the small weight change.
  • I suck at measuring.  As the Mythbusters said; “Failure is always an option.” I may have taken my measurements in different spots than last time.  But this is an average of three measurements, so hopefully this is not the reason.

But I still have a way to go. We will be eating stricter to the guidelines laid out for keto, but getting down to 20g of carbs a day will be a very difficult battle. Cutting out beer, even the light beer I switched to, will help immensely.  Provided I can do it.  That will be the biggest challenge of all time.  Giving up ice cream was easier.

Please leave a comment if you have ways to cut alcohol (other than meetings – I won’t do that).

Peace,
B

Therapy.. kinda

So tonight was a bit bittersweet. I had to say goodbye to a friend who is moving to Oregon. Wifey and I have thought of moving to Oregon as well. We think the political leanings and lifestyle fit our attitude better.  But that’s not I want to write about.

If you have read this (very new) blog you know we are seeking better health. Basically I have gone from my “fighting weight” (when I was in the Army) of 165ish to a whopping 210. It did take 25 years after I retired to reach this weight, but the fact remains, I have quite the beer belly. And yes, its beer (and chicken wings) that caused this.

So I have made a decision. I have 4 beers left in the fridge. When they’re gone, they’re gone. No more until I get this situation under control. No idea how long it will take. I may never have another beer (shudder). I’m going from a 20 year six-pack a day to nothing cold turkey.  This will not be easy.

Which brings me to my first point. At tonight’s “goodbye” I didn’t have to pay for anything.  The lovely lady that is leaving us, is a co-owner of the best Irish pub in town. So as soon as I walked in (and greeted folks including my oldest son) I was handed my usual Guinness. Well one stout won’t kill me carbs for the keto plan.  Then without asking a shot of a very fine Irish whiskey, Redbreast 15-year-old, showed up. One each for myself and my son. No big deal I thought, I can sip this slowly, which I did. We did order a second Guinness as was the plan.  Two beers and leave. Didn’t plan on the shot of whiskey, but we took in stride as good Scots do. Then, suddenly another Guinness was on the table, again without asking.  Just a wink from our friend.  Well, hell. Guess we’ll have to drink that one too.  At least another shot of whiskey didn’t show up as well. But again, that’s not what I want to write about.

The main point is this; I have stated many times on social media that I am trying to curb, if not entirely cut out my alcohol consumption.  Basically I have never received any response, either helpful or ridicule, to these posts (usually Twitter – I’m not a  big fan of Facebook).

I admit that I have created a clown image my entire life.  While I was never the “class clown” (to introverted for that), I had a very wicked and at times cruel sense of humor. I believe that even though most of the people, in fact maybe just two people, on Twitter know me outside of social media, the clown persona remains. My serious posts get ignored, while my sarcastic or even idiotic posts get liked and retweeted. Such is the life of the clown. And just so you know, I do have a registered clown face with Ringling Brothers (Skeeter the clown. From High Pockets Alley Gang) maybe one day I’ll post a picture, we’ll see.

So tonight I posted;

Word of warning. When I finish the 4 beers in my fridge I’m done. I may get quite surly. Keep me in your thoughts please. Won’t be easy.

Specifically asking for thoughts and a little help.  What do I get? Crickets. So I’m asking you dear reader, to keep me in your thoughts and/or prayers if that’s what you do. Send me good vibes (and maybe some good grilling recipes). Damn, that was the clown coming out again. And don’t hesitate to ask me for thoughts and vibes going back to you (sorry I don’t believe in prayer). And I have many recipes I can share as well!

For now, I’m going to turn up the music, put on the headphones and chill. Tomorrow is another day, and the last of the beer. Sunday better be ready, it may be bloody….

Peace,
B

 

Einstein Hair??

Since we do our workouts in the evenings after work, I take my showers in the evening. Some days my hair just dries quite funny. The fact that I wear a full face CPAP mask doesn’t help much either. My younger son says I have “Einstein hair”…Albert Einstein Sticking Out His Tongue

Hope this give you a chuckle.

Peace,
B

Here I am, once again…

Yes, once again, I am giving blogging another go.  I tried this some years ago, but didn’t really care for it.  But I have some extra free time now that the boys have moved out (mostly) so I figured why not?

So a little about me.  I’m married (35 years as of this writing), two grown sons, 2 beautiful grand daughters. A retired Army paramedic, some-time guitar player, and sometime gardener.  I love to cook (grill and smoking meats are my favorites), and drink craft beer.  Lots of craft beer.

I am usually way behind on anything trending (We just now started watching Sherlock on Netflix). Don’t care to go to the movies (would rather watch them in the comfort of my own home), but do enjoy our local theaters.

As the image above reveals, I am a pacifist.  I do not believe in guns (although that’s for me not you.) I am a “bleeding heart liberal”. Don’t go to church (there’ll be another post all about that.  And I read.  A lot.  Of very off the wall books.  Not too many novels, I prefer science, theology and historical books.

That’s enough about me. I have to get back to the day job.  Thanks for being here.

Peace,

B