Showing posts with label Samhain. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Samhain. Show all posts



A Spring Walk in the CountryAs a child growing up during the 19th century, or so it sometimes seems, I remember placing baskets of flowers as a surprise on friend’s doorstep early on a lovely May Day morn. Also, dancing around the May Poll festivities in which, not I, but my younger brother and sister both participated. The little girls with garlands in their hair, decked out in pretty spring dresses. Mom made my sister’s. One year the wind toppled the May Poll and then there’s the time the children got all wound up in the ribbons and over it went.  Humiliating for my young brother who’d practiced so hard and tried to no avail to instruct his fellow dancers to wind them properly. I never did trust that May Poll thing to go as planned and hoped to be crowned May Queen, surrounded by a glad assembly of courtiers. No such luck. But May Day was special and has strong flowery associations in my memory. And wind. It never entered anyone’s mind that this revelry had possible pagan connotations. May Day festivities were simply a spring rite and good fun. (*Image of cherry tree in our yard)
How about the rest of you? Any May Queens among us?
birch tree in spring“May 1st, often called May Day, just might have more holidays than any other day of the year. It’s a celebration of Spring. It’s a day of political protests. It’s a neopagan festival, a saint’s feast day, and a day for organized labor. In many countries, it is a national holiday. (Royalty free images of birch trees)
Beltane
Celtic calendar feast ushering in the start of summer. (It also went by a variety of other spellings and names in assorted dialects of Gaelic.)
Bonfires, often created by rubbing sticks together, were common features of Beltane celebrations. Related rituals included driving cattle between two fires, dancing around the fires, and burning witches in effigy. Another tradition was Beltane cakes, which would be broken into several pieces, one of which was blackened. They would be drawn by celebrants at random; the person getting the unlucky blackened piece would face a mock execution.
In recent years, Beltaine has been adopted or revived by neopagan groups as a major seasonal festival.
TreesBringing in the May: *This is more what I remember.  :)
In medieval England, people celebrated the start of spring by going out to the country or woods “going a-maying” and gathering greenery and flowers, or “bringing in the may.” This was described in “The Court of Love” (often attributed to Chaucer, but not actually written by him) in 1561. Totally irrelevant, but I am a direct descendent of Chaucer on my father’s side.
The Beauty of Spring in the Shenandoah Valley of Virginia“And furth goth all the Court, both most and lest,
To feche the floures fressh, and braunche and blome;
And namly, hawthornbrought both page and grome.
With fressh garlandes, partie blewe and whyte,
And thaim rejoysen in their greet delyt.” (*Wild roadside flowers near us)
Another English tradition is the maypole. Some towns had permanent maypoles that would stay up all year; others put up a new one each May. In any event, the pole would be hung with greenery and ribbons, brightly painted, and otherwise decorated, and served as a central point for the festivities.
May Day was also a time for morris dancing and other dances, often around the maypole. In the 19th century, people began to braid the maypole with ribbons by weaving in and out in the course of a dance. Other later traditions include making garlands for children and the crowning of the May Queen.”
From an interesting site: Herbal Musings
Beltain, Bealtaine, Beltine, May Day, Cetsamhain (‘first Samhain‘), Walpurgis Night (Beltane Eve), Celtic ‘Flower Festival’
Druidic Name: Beltane
archangel-michael, old stained glass windowChristian Equivalent
Roodmas, Rood Day, Feast of Saint Philip and Saint James, Feast of Saint Walpurga
Beltane is the cross-quarter festival that marks the start of the summer quarter of the year and the end of the spring quarter. This is a time when nature blossoms and felicity and fertility return to the land. In times past, the livestock stockaded at Samhain was returned to summer pastures at Beltane.
…a joyful festival of growth and fecundity that heralds the arrival of summer. It is the festival of the ‘Good Fire’ or ‘Bel-fire’, named after the solar deity Bel. Bel was also known as Beli or Bile in Ireland, with Bile meaning ‘tree’, so Beltane may also mean ‘Tree-fire’. Beltane is the counterpart of Samhain (and is sometimes referred to as Cetsamhain, the ‘first Samhain’), and these two important festivals divide the year into summer and winter halves, just as the two equinoctial celebrations, Ostara and Mabon, divide the year into light and dark halves.
Lighting fires was customary at Beltane, and traditionally a Beltane fire was composed of the nine sacred woods of the Celts. All hearth fires were extinguished on Beltane Eve and then kindled again from the sacred “need fires” lit on Beltane. People would leap through the smoke and flames of Beltane fires and cattle were driven through them for purification, fertility, prosperity and protection.
AngelicaIt is a traditional time for Handfastings (marriages), and for couples to make love outside to bless the crops and the earth. Maypoles were often danced around at Beltane to bring fertility and good fortune. Beltane lore also includes washing in May-day dew for beauty and health, and scrying in sacred waters, such as ponds or springs.
The festival is sometimes referred to as Roodmas, a name coined by the medieval Christian Church in an attempt to associate Beltane with the Cross (the Rood) rather than the life-giving symbol of the Maypole. Beltane was also appropriated by the Church as the Feast Day of Saint Walpurga, who was said to protect crops and was often represented with corn.”
(*Royalty free images of the Archangel Michael and the sacred herb Angelica)

Good Monday Morning! It's COLD in Georgia and I am grateful for the fireplace. You will not believe who came by to visit.

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Hey, there Cyndi! Come closer and get warm and give me a hug. The ladies will be here to warm up eventually. I am so proud of your sales. What have you brought with you? Oh, my goodness. Who needs a fireplace with him around?

A big ole PINK FUZZY THANK YOU to the ladies of the Pink Fuzzy Slippers Blog for hosting me today on this stop of my blog tour. At one time I used to blog with these gals and got to know them quite well. A more totally rad group of ladies never existed. I’m thrilled to be back and even more thrilled that I’m kicking off something very special with today’s post --a 10-day Prequel to Texas Two Step.


Texas Two Step doesn’t open with my hero (Mitch Landry) and heroine (Olivia Montgomery) meeting for the first time. They’d met and fallen in love ten years prior. So I thought it might be fun to visit some of the early days of their relationship, when the love is fresh and new…before fate steps in and slaps them upside the head.


They meet at The Bourbon Cowboy, a local bar known to be “the” hangout for SMU (Southern Methodist University) law students. But that’s not why Olivia takes her best friend there to have a drink. Olivia and her best friend, Emily, have both just turned twenty-one. The Montgomery family tradition is a shot of bourbon at The Bourbon Cowboy as the first legal drink. Since her older brothers did it, Olivia has to do it, too. The evening didn’t turn out exactly as she’d planned. If you’d like to read The Meeting-Part One, click HERE.


Let’s talk about our first “legal” drinks. Notice the “legal” is in quotes. I suspect some of us might have just tasted alcohol before we turned twenty-one. I’ll tell you my story and you tell me yours.


When I turned twenty-one, I was dating the guy who would become my first husband (and my first and only ex-husband.) We were in Hot Springs, Arkansas staying at my parents’ house. Most of you know nothing about Hot Springs, but back then, there were quite a few topless bars. I was dying to see the inside of one, so of course Hubby #1 took me there. We went on a double date with his roommate and one of my “not-quite twenty-one-year-old” friends. I remember some of that evening, but it’s been a long time ago and my memory isn’t what it used to be. (It’s my memory that’s the problem, not the amount of booze I drank that night. That’s my story and I’m sticking to it!) I remember the waitresses dancing on the bar when certain songs came on. That was fine but when one of these scantily-clad women jumped on top of the cigarette machine to shake her bootie, I almost fell out of my chair laughing, as did my friend. (Side note: Most of these gals should NOT have been in skimpy clothing…if you get my drift.) Our dates were trying to get us to shut-up as the bartender and burly guy at the door didn’t seem to find as much humor in the scene as we did.


We made it to a few other places that night, but again, this old-age memory can’t recall names and places. But I do remember that Hubby #1 got totally soused. We stayed at my parents’ house that night. The next morning my mother served scrambled eggs for breakfast. Hubby #1 had to make a mad dash for the bathroom. Through the wall, we could all hear him “relaunching” those eggs into the toilet. When he came back out, everyone tried to pretend nothing had happened.


Now that I think about it, my parents weren’t all that upset when we divorced. Maybe it was the eggs.

So the floor is open…Tell us about the day you turned twenty-one. Was it memorable or just another day? Did you have your first drink or your first “legal” drink? What was your first legal drink? Did you have scrambled eggs for breakfast the next day?


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Origins and History of Halloween

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The ancient Celts of Ireland and Scotland observed an annual harvest festival on November 1 known as Samhain (pronounced sow'-en or sow'-een), which marked the end of summer and was thought to be the time when the souls of those who had perished during the year journeyed to the "otherworld." During Samhain, it was believed, the dead were able to mingle with the living; ghosts, demons, fairies, and other supernatural beings literally walked the earth. Bonfires were lit and ritual sacrifices were made to honor and appease them.

When the peoples of the British Isles became Christianized during the early Middle Ages these customs and beliefs were transformed, though not abandoned. The Church designated the first and second of November All Saints Day (or All Hallows Day) and All Souls Day respectively -- some say in an effort to eradicate the holiday's pagan trappings -- and October 31 came to be known as All Hallows Even, or Hallowe'en for short.

Among the pre-Christian traditions that survived was the belief that spirits of the dead commingle with the living on the Eve of All Hallows. Related customs arose, or perhaps evolved from existing ones, such as "mumming" and "souling," which entailed the wearing of masks and costumes -- often in imitation of the dead and otherworldly beings -- general mischief making, and knocking on doors to offer prayers in exchange for treats called "soul cakes."

We know little of how these traditions evolved in the intervening centuries, but by the mid-1800s Irish immigrants were bringing the observance of All Hallows Eve to North America, where, combined with homegrown customs, it eventually morphed into the secular, intensely commercialized holiday we celebrate today.

I do think I will skip some of the customs, but I wouldn't mind a soul cake. So now we know why.