#wiccawednesday Let’s talk about tomorrow’s full moon, the one nearest to the spring equinox, the Ostara. Undoubtedly, you can recognise the common root of this word and the Christian Easter. The coming spring and the raised spirits with returning nature’s lush are a common part of all festivities. We cannot find any biblical grounds for the eggs, for example. The widely-proclaimed story of Mary Magdalene bringing an egg to Tiberius Caesar to announce the raising of Jesus from the dead is of unsure origin. There is no word in the Bible itself regarding this event. In Wiccan tradition, however, eggs and greenleaf spring vegetables play an important role. They remind us of the renewal forces of nature. The egg will develop into a living creature, and the newly sprouted leaves will vary our table with their freshness and put an end to our winter-time diet of preserved and canned food. This year’s full moon is just around the corner – it’s tomorrow and the hour depends on where in the world you are. Astronomical spring comes right with it, the season changes, a new stage of the year begins.
It’s a good time for cleaning your house and your soul. Open the windows wide and throw out all you have been keeping but not using for the last couple of months. After the fresh air has penetrated every nook in your house and your soul, don’t sit down to rest. Go out for a walk and feast your eyes and spirit in the renewing nature. Late in the evening come back and rest in your new sheets. For better cleansing of your body, you can also restrain from too much food for the day of the full moon and the following 2 days. Eat light, abstain from alcohol and revel in the light of the magical moon. If you like yoga, the full moon is a great time to practice the less known Chandra Namascar – the Moon Salutation complex.
Jasmine and rose are the scents you can add to your everyday lives along with anything else you love, of course. Flow naturally!
This is my Sunday Whirl participation this week. Rather surprisingly, on time. It’s been a terrible beginning of March in this part of the woods, to be honest. No more waiting, here is the pool of words and here is the poem, too.
The spring makes snowy attempts to be delivered, tearing cables and posts down like blasphemy of weather.
A whole landplagued by blizzards, born to be tossed in disasters.
We are dreaming of the rustling trees, of dry grass and sweet air, that will keep on like that and yield photos to be envied.
So far, “All hands on deck!” is the summon spring has for us.
*** Anticipating the end of snowy days, almost with fear, I strain to hear what’s behind my door Petrified by the pictures I draw for tomorrow Steadily falling asleep with the images sorrow will draw for me Unbelieving spring can be deadly April can mark the spot of disentanglement, decay, and disbelief.
Have you ever heard of a weeping cherry? I never have. Obviously, it exists. The most amazing thing about art is that you may write about anything, even if you only imagine it. No need for reality. At least, that much of reality. Of course, strictly speaking, we wouldn’t go far without a standing point 🙂
After a long absence from haiku, I am back. I hope this one is not too clumsy.
Carpe Diem Imagination #4 – Weeping Cherry Thanks to Kristjaan, a worthy haiku poet, friend of mine 😉