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Long ago I bridged into a lifelong connection to this/the life force aka the Mother and the message is universal.
All are one.
We have so many life forms and physical structures, but everything is one.
We are organized energy. Once light. Once stars. Once dust. Once water.
And all as one has function and purpose. The spider has purpose. The bat has purpose. The deer has purpose. The plant has purpose.
We know these purposes are programmed in and like a 3D printer these universal plans revive and reconstruct themselves through out thousands of years predictable by plan.
So if you see that as a human who speaks message it's symbolic of what you need to see here - but All Mother is the cauldron and the force of organization and creation.
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Cats in ancient Greek vase paintings
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I love this alt WoW

Fey Hunt
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First ape to go to the watering hole with a container and put some of the water in it so that they could drink more later without returning to the watering hole must have been lauded as a fucking genius.
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'oleanders,' vincent van gogh, oil on canvas, 1888.
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Hey. Your brain needs to de-frag. Literally it needs you to sit there and space out.
If you want your memory or executive function to improve, stare out a window at the skyline or sidewalk or trees or birds on the electrical wires for like 20+ minutes per day. (With no other stimulation like a podcast or TV if you can manage but hey baby steps innit). If you're fortunate enough to have safe outside with any bits of nature, go stare closely at a 1 meter square of grass and trip out on the bugs and shapes of grasses and stuff.
Literally this will make you smarter. Our brains HAVE TO HAVE this zone out time to do important stuff behind the scenes. This does not happen during sleep, it's something else.
That weird pressurized feeling you get sometimes might be your brain on no defrag.
Give your brain a Daily Dose Of De-Frag.
#brains#executive function#adhd#neurodivergent#mental health#memory#neurology#defrag#thanks @the-sacred-now for bringing this up in science shapes the other day#now more than ever#daily dose of defrag
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The Oak King and May Queen Talon Abraxas Green Man, May Day and May Pole
Mythology of May Day
First we talk about the Goddess who lies behind May Day; second will be about the bonfires of May Day Eve and third the mythology and rituals behind the Maypole.
Since May 1 lies about halfway between the vernal equinox and the summer solstice, it was considered a good time to mark the transition into summer. Indeed, in most of medieval northern Europe (meaning the Celtic calendar), May 1 was the beginning of summer. By then the seeds for crops had just been sown (so farmers and their laborers could take a short break), and it was time to drive cattle and sheep out to their summer pastures. Both the sprouting crops and the soon-to-be pastured cattle needed divine protection from the dangers of the natural and supernatural worlds, which is why May Day developed as a holiday and took on the associated rituals and mythology that it did. And a goddess was a good figure to deal with such human concerns.
The Goddess of what is now May Day goes back to ancient times, in Anatolia, Greece, and Rome. Spring goddesses came to be venerated at two Roman holiday festivals that led to our May Day. The Roman Empire is important here because it took over much of Europe and the British Isles. Its mythology, associated rituals, and holidays spread there and merged with local conditions, mythologies, holidays, and customs.
The first of these goddesses of spring holidays was the Hilaria festival (from Greek hilareia/hilaria (“rejoicing”) and Latin hilaris (“cheerful”), held between the vernal equinox and April 1. It goes back to when the Phrygian goddess Cybele was introduced to Rome, at the end of the 3rd century BCE. In her myth, she had a son-lover, Attis, a dying-and-rising god who was mortally gored by a boar. Cybele knew that he had not died for eternity but that his spirit simply had taken refuge in a tree for the winter, and that he would be reborn from the tree in the spring, on the vernal equinox. When Cybele was introduced in Rome, she was given her temple of Magna Mater on the Palatine hill and a also a holiday with corresponding rituals. In her festival, a pine tree (that of Attis) was cut and stripped of its branches, wrapped in linen like a mummy, and decorated with violets (Cybele’s flower, because in the myth violets were said to have sprung from the blood of Attis).
It was then brought before Cybele’s temple on wagons in what resembled a funeral cortege, since Attis was “dead” inside the tree. This was followed by days of frenzied grief and mourning (including scourging) known as the “blood days,” when the tree was symbolically buried in a “tomb.” Attis then resurrected (rose out of the tree) on the day of Hilaria and was reunited with Cybele, symbolizing the beginning of spring. The tree was then erected before Cybele’s temple, and the people celebrated around it. The celebrations ended on April 1, which may be the origin of our April Fool’s day (the people were having a “hilarious” celebration). This has obvious parallels with the Maypole and May Day celebrations.
The second of these holidays was the Floralia, named after Flora, goddess of flowers and spring. Originally she may have been a Sabine goddess, about whom we know nothing other than that she had a spring month named after her on the Sabine calendar (Flusalis, linguistically related to Floralia) and that supposedly an altar to her in Rome was established by the Sabine king Tatius during the legendary period of his joint rule of Rome with Romulus. But none of her Sabine mythology has survived. In Rome Flora acquired her entire surviving mythology from the Greek spring goddess Chloris (from chloros – “pale green”),
who, as Ovid tells us, was originally a beautiful nymph in the Elysian Fields catering to the pleasures of the fortunate dead. There she also attracted the attention of Zephryos, the god of the West Wind and of spring, who quickly had his way with her. But then he married her, in what turned out to be a happy, loving marriage. As a wedding gift he filled her fields (her dowry in the marriage) with a flower garden, the flowers in which were said to spring from the wounds of Attis and Adonis. Zephyros, as the West Wind, brings the spring rains that grow the flowers. Thus, Virgil wrote that “the meadows ungirdle to Zephyros’s balmy breeze; the tender moisture avails for all.” Chloris also bore from Zephryos a son, Karpos, in Greek meaning “fruit” or “crop.” Through Zephyros’s wedding gift she became the goddess having jurisdiction over flowers, which she spread (by spreading their seeds) all over the earth, which until then was monochrome. She became goddess of spring. As Flora in Rome, in the late 3rd century BCE a festival was instituted in her honor that lasted from April 28 to May 2. It included theater, a sacrifice to Flora, a procession in which a statue of Flora was carried, as well as competitive events and other spectacles at the Circus Maximus. One of these involved releasing captured hares and goats (both noted for their fertility) into the Circus, and scattering beans, vetches, and lupins (all fertility symbols) into the crowd. The celebrants wore multi-colored clothing symbolizing flowers and spring, as later was customary on May Day in Europe. It was a time of generally licentious behavior. Flora also had a rose festival on May 23.
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I took this photo of Robbers Cave State Park and without a filter it looks like a 1960s gift store postcard.
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Year of the Snake 🐍 Happy Lunar New Year! 🌞
#transhumanism#futurism#family#druid#world of warcraft#night elf#baldur's gate 3#kaldorei#wow#halsin#pride
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I am a Druid
A protector of nature
I walk in her palaces
And I know peace
Admiration flows from me
For all of the denizens of Gaia
Each little bird
The curve of every leaf and leaflet
Every pebble beneath my feet
Calls to me
With beauty of their expression
All are one
One echoing voice
One wave
Gliding out across the eons
In a symphony
Of love
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I'm very proud of these cosplayers. Good work!
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#Instagram#druid#generalized anxiety disorder#world of warcraft#transhumanism#pride#wow#halsin#bg3#bg3 halsin
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Feral grandma, anyone?
WIP weekend and yet another Jaheira practice. 💚⚔️💚
I originally started with Aleksandra Skiba brushes but something was missing for the more rough feel so I got these amazing Sargent brushes from SadieLewski and I'm loving them!
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Wildshape: worm
worm joy by silas denver melvin, published by bullshit lit
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Yes, please Santa. Fill my stocking lol.
#druid#adult adhd#world of warcraft#generalized anxiety disorder#pride#transhumanism#bg3#teaching#bg3 halsin#daddy halsin#Instagram
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