Looking for what to re-post for today’s wander in the archives this meditation poem gave me strength and peace of mind. Hope you can feel some of that too!
The first warm sun rays of spring Warm upon my cheek A breeze turns it into gentle caress Brilliant light dances behind closed lids First spring touch kiss my lips Natures warm embrace surrounds me Comforting, healing Life affirming
The Goddess gently touches Starburst erupts Showering me with universal love Connecting me to me To every living thing Assuring me there will be a way A path out of darkness My trek dotted with oases of calm Peace, connection, love Moments of bliss
Secure points in a bewildering maze Built of old and new trauma Fear, sorrow, dark despair Life-ending depression
Inner trust and faith will guide me through Inborn strength a given armour Intelligens, wit and wisdom deduce true from false The quest might be lonely Yet aided by care and love Freely given, by friends yet to be found
Breathe Be still Accept Give thankfulness
Use your pen Jot both now and then Hone your craft Draft by draft Writing will illuminate Meditation germinate Revision concentrate New life emancipate
Written for tonight’s MTB – Hopscotch with Anapestic tetrameter at dVerse. Anapestic tetrameter is by far the hardest meter I’ve tried so far, but maybe I just haven’t gotten into the rhythm yet. I chose to break the 12 syllable lines in two to get in an extra internal rhyme.
I’ve always loved ancient mythology. So on the top of my head I can name several Goddesses that usually are portrayed with dogs or wolves. Artemis, the greek Goddess of hunt and moon, Diana her roman equivalent. Hecate the greek Goddess of witchcraft and the underworld, that later has a triple aspect. From my native Norse mythology Hel Goddess of death and ruler of the Underworld which gates are guarded by Garm.
As I looked at Jane Cornwell’s art work I thought of two things, Tolkien’s elves (because of the headpiece) but that didn’t lead to any inspiration. And a Goddess with a dog. As I googled it I was unusually lazy and just wrote, Goddess dog, in the search field. Expecting to refresh myself on Artemis and Diana. Even though the dog looks way too kind to be either a dog guarding the gates of Helheim or a hunting dog.
In the – others have asked section – there was the question: Is there a Goddess of dogs? Curious as I am I opened the question and ran across Sumerian Bau and Babylonian Gula, whom I never heard of before so I kept on reading. And found this.
“Her iconography depicts her always with a dog, sometimes seated, and surrounded by stars. She is associated with the underworld and transformation.”
After that I just had to read more so that I could write something inspired by Bau/Gula. And spent a happy hour or so chasing more information, even reading parts of A History of Sumer and Akkad – History of Babylonia vol. 1 by Leonard William King from 1910 that I found on Project Gutenberg.
likes drawing and painting children, animals, landscapes and food. She specialises in watercolour, mixed media, coloured pencil, lino cut and print, textile design. Jane can help you out with adobe indesign for your layout needs, photoshop and adobe illustrator. She graduated with a ba(hons) design from Glasgow School of art, age 20.
She has exhibited with the rsw at the national gallery of Scotland, SSA, Knock Castle Gallery, Glasgow Group, Paisley Art Institute, MacMillan Exhibition at Bonhams, Edinburgh, The House For An Art Lover, Pittenweem Arts Festival, Compass Gallery, The Revive Show, East Linton Art Exhibition and Strathkelvin Annual Art Exhibition.
Her website is: https://www.janecornwell.co.uk/
One life Two hands Three in any holy trinity Four cardinal points Five sacred elements Six, love and sex, contain sacredness Seven chakras to shine clear Eight Sabbats in the wheel Nine, three fold law times three Ten Sephirots emanating divine light Eleven mysterious knowledge insights Twelve full moons, and one blue orange Thirteen witches in the magic coven
Nineteen, loving wisdom hope govern Twenty-Twenty karmic judgment appear, grow better, renew, global catastrophe draws near Twenty One light’s biannual turning point Twenty Two spiritual paths to ascend the three
Welcome to Wandering the Archives Wednesday! Tonight a poem about nearly giving up, and then finding reasons to fight on. The original post was made 5th January 2020. That feels more like eons ago, than a little more than a year. This “life on hold” due to a pandemic has really done something to the way I perceive time it’s more plastic somehow. Also I find myself talking sometimes like last year didn’t happen at all. And I wonder if I’m the only one doing that?
Goddess of rejuvenation and youth Lend us your wisdom and truth Goddess of mercy and forgiveness Grant us your trust and faithfulness Goddess of spring and green leafs Bless us with your love and belief
What oracles coo your doves What tidings from above Divine wisdom heard in the susurration of leaves Goddess, a sip of ambrosia, we thee beseech
To be healed and whole No scars to hurt or show Free to let dreams with eagles soar Free to love as our hearts adore
Let us hang our shackles in your grove Let us cleanse in the waters of your cove Heal these hearts forlorn Let us be remade, reborn
Goddess of youth and forgiveness Bestow your peace and happiness
I’m revelling in the fact that Stockholm is white and covered in snow. I chase blinding sunlight on snow whenever it’s there. The lengthening days are noticeable. Still in the core of most northerners lies the longing for spring.