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Friday, October 12, 2018

Themis - goddess of Justice in the natural order of things - finished


The daughter of Gaia...I'd already named her.  Then yesterday I read there was a Greek goddess named Themis, daughter of Gaia.

So let it be.







And there's the flaw.  Somehow the robe in back/on the side, has cracked.  Another goddess that can't be sold, so she's gracing my altar with several others.

More information on Themis:
THEMIS was the Titan goddess of divine law and order--the traditional rules of conduct first established by the gods. She was also a prophetic goddess who presided over the most ancient oracles, including Delphoi (Delphi). In this role, she was the divine voice (themistes) who first instructed mankind in the primal laws of justice and morality, such as the precepts of piety, the rules of hospitality, good governance, conduct of assembly, and pious offerings to the gods. In Greek, the word themis referred to divine law, those rules of conduct long established by custom. Unlike the word nomos, the term was not usually used to describe laws of human decree.
Themis was an early bride of Zeus and his first counsellor. She was often represented seated beside his throne advising him on the precepts of divine law and the rules of fate.
Themis was closely identified with DemeterThesmophoros ("Bringer of Law"). Indeed Themis' six children, the spring-time Horai (Horae, Seasons) and death-bringing Moirai (Moirae, Fates), reflect the dual-functions of Demeter's own daughter Persephone. Themis was also identified with Gaia (Gaea, Earth) especially in the role of the oracular voice of earth.
Source: http://www.theoi.com/Titan/TitanisThemis.html
And Wikipedia gives us this...
Themis (/ˈθiːmɪs/; Ancient Greek: Θέμις) is an ancient Greek Titaness. She is described as "[the Lady] of good counsel", and is the personification of divine order, fairness, law, natural law, and custom. Her symbols are the Scales of Justice, tools used to remain balanced and pragmatic. Themis means "divine law" rather than human ordinance, literally "that which is put in place", from the Greek verb títhēmi (τίθημι), meaning "to put".
To the ancient Greeks she was originally the organizer of the "communal affairs of humans, particularly assemblies".[1] Moses Finley remarked of themis, as the word was used by Homer in the 8th century BCE, to evoke the social order of the 10th- and 9th-century Greek Dark Ages:
Finley adds, "There was themis—custom, tradition, folk-ways, mores, whatever we may call it, the enormous power of 'it is (or is not) done'. The world of Odysseus had a highly developed sense of what was fitting and proper."[3]
...When Themis is disregarded, Nemesis brings just and wrathful retribution; 
Source: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Themis - where various footnotes give further reading.


TODAY"S QUOTE:
Correct with kindness and love but also with zeal and holy freedom. If you do not speak out, if you do not sound the alarm when it is needed, you will be justly convicted by your silence.
ST. MARY EUPHRASIA



Monday, March 20, 2017

Renewal

There's a closeness that falls upon us with the snow.

My mountain has disappeared...the one I named for myself because I look at it often through the days, and I don't know who else it might belong to.


Today the equinox will be here.  Equal day and night which western culture calls the first day of spring.  Ha ha ha.

I meditate upon how we can heal the cycle between humans and the earth, which is threatened to be shattered by humankind's stupidity. We care for the earth, the earth cares for us. For now I'm trusting the earth (Gaia) knows things beyond my own knowledge which will continue in her own cycles of life and death and renewal.

The snow has actually melted in the week since I took these pictures, but I wanted to share them, especially in thinking of seasonal changes.

Today's Quote:

No one dies so poor that he does not leave something behind," said Pascal

Friday, December 2, 2016

St. Lucia's Day

From our church service six years ago... In honor of St. Lucia's Day, Dec. 13.

Being an eclectic congregation, we celebrate different holy days when we feel it's appropriate. At that time our Unitarian Universalist Church didn't have a minister, so we had guest speakers and sometimes lay-led programs, like this one.
Our choir sang and we had a small altar.

Two girls wore wreathes with candles (not lit) for crowns

(l to r) Annelinde, Jane, Cindi, myself, Teresa, and Ramya with 2 young girls

I contributed the sculpted ceramic figure of Gaia, who is holding a basket of flowers...to which we added small candles on her head in her wreath of leaves.  She really looked the part!

 I'm sharing again on Sepia Saturday this week!

I've missed y'all, and am going to spend hours reading the posts that other Sepians have put out for the last couple of weeks! What fun.

To see what other world-wide Sepia Saturday folks have posted, just click here and go to the bottom of that page where there are people's links under their names......or add your own contribution! It's fun to follow! I've been doing it for years!

Today's meme definitely has a little child in front of a tree in the center, so I'm taking that as my link to the St. Lucia children's ceremony. (I love having a weekly topic again. It keeps me on my toes!)


Today's Quote:


Beauty seen makes the one who sees it more beautiful.
David Steindl-Rast
A Listening Heart

Wednesday, August 24, 2016

Endings bring beginings!

Celebrating a birthday with Margaritas and butterscotch sundaes...and tacos!

String Theory
"String Theory" by Ronald Wallace from For Dear Life. © University of Pittsburgh Press, 2015. 

I have to believe a Beethoven
string quartet is not unlike
the elliptical music of gossip:
one violin excited
to pass its small story along
to the next violin and the next
until, finally, come full circle,
the whole conversation is changed.

And I have to believe such music
is at work at the deep heart of things,
that under the protons and electrons,
behind the bosons and quarks,
with their bonds and strange attractors,
these strings, these tiny vibrations,
abuzz with their big ideas,
are filling the universe with gossip,
the unsung art of small talk

that, not unlike busybody Beethoven,
keeps us forever together, even
when everything’s flying apart.



Yesterday I celebrated completion of 74 years of revolutions around the sun on this sweet planet earth.  So today I start another one, and my beginning of the day was a bit different than most days.  

I drove over to the doctor's office (just 2 blocks) without having a thing to eat or drink...or taking my medicines.  Yep, it was vampire blood draw time for labs to tell the doctor what's going on inside me. I could have walked, except for that fasting part, I wasn't sure walking back up the hill to come home was a good idea.

I learned that the phlebotomists who have you make a fist are changing your potassium reading probably, because flexing a muscle there will increase the potassium in your blood, so sayeth my doctor.

And I got a free cup of coffee when I left.  That was a nice reward.  At this age my veins are pretty hard to find, and though she used a tinier needle than in the past, once she got it inside my skin she had to root around a bunch to finally get it into the vein.  Interestingly enough, I could watch that needle with about a half inch of metal under my skin, moving around and not causing any sensation at all.  The prick through the alcohol-ridden skin was the only pain I'd felt.  So as I sat there pumping the red stuff into 4 little vials, I didn't have any more pain.

Another beginning is that I'm about to start a sculpture in clay.  Usually I make functional things that might sell at the tailgate market during the season up till Christmas.  That's a good supplement to my income, or at least it pays for my studio hours and clay purchases.  But I don't usually make sculptural things until after Christmas and the winter months.  However, I want to have a new Gaia sculpture.  My last one broke her arm, and she didn't survive the move.  So this one is already in my mind's eye, and just waiting to be formed.

I will go in for my annual physical on Friday and find out the lab results.  Oh boy.  Not looking forward to some of them.  But that's what getting older brings.  I'm just glad I'm still getting older, rather than the alternative!