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Yo Team o fellow aspiring agents of Liberating Trickster
Tonight we are opening our doors to all who would like to join in our gathering on-going Lammas cahoot…
(our guests be making a donation…. all you beings Trickster Council enrollees… are already in of course…)
True (enough) Lammas Eve
Tonight August 8th-
6 pm pdt
9 pm edt
Lammas! Bonfire or Arson –
“Create Theater or Live Melodrama”
take your pick
Let’s gather in spirit of celebratory liberating whimsy
“If you cannot get rid of the family skeleton, you may as well make it dance.” – George Bernard Shaw
“If we stumble – let’s make it part of the dance”
All the magic that ever was or will be is here now….
and August is the release of things, make room, harvest, dedicate for the soon Virgo task of participating in the Ordering dance of the world…
(“magic = willingness to cooperate with everything, as a dance partner…”)
Sean writes,
to deepen us to celebrate – grief as kinship as love…
“Lugh the magician who frees the land from the corrupting gaze of the tyrant Balor.”
OK! – Let’s do that
“An old name for the season between now and Samhain — Brón Trogain.
Brón Trogain means “sorrow of the land.” Why does the land grieve? Ask her.
Brón Trogain also means “birth pains of the earth” It may seem paradoxical to speak of birth in a season when things are dying back, but late summer is the season when plants are focused on bringing forth fruit and seed. Most modern Pagans think of Bealtaine as the season of fertility, but more properly speaking, it is attraction and pleasure and flowering and pollination that we experience in spring – it is autumn that the forest and field are fecund. Fecundity and fertility are the maturation of the friskiness of spring. Lughnassadh is the time of fruition but also the time the first seeds are nestled in the soil.
Three. questions for the season:
What died that we might live, that we might have this harvest, and how shall we honor it?
What labor of ours will this harvest nourish that will help give life to the world to come?
What seeds shall we plant in the burned over soils that forest and meadow might grow again? “
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Seán Pádraig O’Donoghue
Poet — Herbalist
Love this chart of our convening, with the waxing Moon overhead at 3 + Capricorn:
“Party of campers packing their canoes at twilight , the ability to navigate Dark water…”
That be us…
This Thursday’s Full Moon at 19+ Aquarius = “White dove descends bearing a message of peace.”
Let’s cooperate by animating this image in applied liberating realms…..O, into each heart, perhaps,
in a Pentecost kinda way…
Sean will be radio guest then! honoring his latest book, “Courting the Wild Queen”
Many astro mytho themes with which to participate…
Jupiter stationing quintile Pluto, let’s dance with the guiding redemptive story…
