I've been waiting, waiting

Waiting so long...

I have a tune to those words, now need to look them  up and find out who we're waiting for...

For today, I'm waiting for Hecate to be fired.  A kiln was loaded and fired, but she didn't fit.  So another load must be ready of other students' works (usually takes a few days) before she can get in to finish the production. Thus it goes, working in a community studio. (I'm not complaining!)

Incidentally, baby bird (his wings and topknot in foreground) is also waiting.

And a big whahoo to me, the plate in the header, the poppy platter, sold.  So I'd better put something else on there soon!

And next time I go into the studio (depending on road conditions tonight is first chance) I'll pick up wingless dragon.

From form to color

I've made another tree goddess.  As a bisque form I put some ink wash on her, so there was something besides the pink tones, and she played Hecate's stand-in for a ritual last week, wearing autumn leaves and a scarf to bring out the mood.

There's a new tree goddess in the studio.  She's top shelf.  Has lots of glazes on her...chocolate brown, black oxide to show the cracks, palest pinks and whites on "human" parts (face and feet)...nutmeg and eggshell too.  What will she look like when finished in the kiln?

 Well, I can accept the way she looks, though the colors were a big surprise actually.  That's the way of glazes!

Happy birthday to ancestor: John Moss Jr, 1682–1755
Birth 10 NOVEMBER 1682 • Wallingford, New Haven County, Connecticut colony. 
Death 14 MARCH 1755 • Wallingford, New Haven County, Conn
In my mother's line, my 8th great grandfather (or maybe more or less numbers of great, I'm not really sure.) father of John Moss, grandfather of Eliz Moss Booth, wife of Corp. Isaac Booth, who fought in the Revolutionary War

Today's quote:


It is possible to come into such profound alignment with the moral and spiritual axis of the universe that every moment of your life is a walk in grace, and that you know without any doubt that you are in the right place at the right time. Craig Hamilton

Ancestors celebration by Inanna's Daughters

Hecate, the goddess of crossroads, the old wise woman who can show you the direction that you most will benefit from taking...she also was featured in a very early myth about giving directions to and from the underworld.

Here is a tree goddess with legs walking which says to me that my ancestors had roots but also kept moving.

My little sculpture of Hecate was sold last year.  This is how she looked when not yet fired.

Finished version, and I do wish I'd kept track of the person I sold it to.

An altar for ancestors, with marigolds, candles, and remembrance photos of those who have crossed over.

My friend, Ann, played Hecate with us jumping over the broom to ask Hecate for directions for the "dark times of winter" coming in the next few months. Then I took a turn channeling Hecate, and then another person did.  We all at least stated our intentions and stepped over the broom...a nice touch.

My friend Linda wearing her hat from Morocco as Hecate's witches hat, which helped her and Rebecca lead this great program with music, stories, and meditation.

Then Rebecca showed us how to make little lanterns with tissue outside small jars to keep the light going through winter, until Imbolc or Brigit-mas in February.  The lanterns have a tea-light inside, and look wonderful in the dark!

Thank you to Linda and Rebecca for a great ritual for Innana's Daughters.  If you've already seen these shared by Linda, or myself, on Facebook, just know that I wanted a set saved here on Blogger, thus....

Today's quote:

The care of the Earth is our most ancient and most worthy, and after all, our most pleasing responsibility. To cherish what remains of it and to foster its renewal is our only hope.

Wendell Berry