Saturday, June 23, 2007

"They honor the moon, not us"

The Solstice morning on which Walhydra published the previous post, she walking into her witchy sun porch to do tai chi and meditation and glanced at the art and poem for the 7th Lunation on her Lunar Calendar.

The Lunar Calendar: dedicated to the Goddess in Her many guises
is an excellent Pagan resource which Walhydra has been using faithfully since she first discovered it in the early 1990s.

Each year's calendar shows the 13 lunation cycles, intermeshed with the Celtic Ogham tree alphabet
from Beth/Birch through Ruis/Elder, and noting lunar rising, setting, void of course and sign transit times.

But, best of all, each lunar month has a poem and a piece of artwork.

When Walhydra looked at this lunar cycle's poem, she stopped still. Once again, synchronicity [see note]—since she doesn't believe in coincidence—had spoken directly to the moment.

Having just written and posted her piece, "Walhydra's Sadness," she read the following poem by Marge Piercy
They honor the moon, not us
For Max (1995-2001)

A shriek in the night wakens me.
Then silence. Then the gloating
cries of a family of coyotes
over their kill. Rabbit,

fox, someone's beloved cat.
They took the Chief's dog
In front of him while he
called for his gun.

When they first began appearing
twenty years ago, they vanished
like smoke when you saw them.
Now they stand their ground.

They grin. Sometimes they advance.
They insist they, not we,
are the top of the food chain.
They view us as supermarkets.

They humble us, who squat
so heavily on the earth, despoiling
and restructuring. In our tidy
suburbs as well as piney woods

the close summer night is torn
by their howls of triumph
or worship of the bone white
moon who is their mistress.
And so it is.

Bless├Ęd Be.

Note: The term "synchronicity" is a Jungian coinage. There is reasonable skepticism about the supposed phenomenon. Robert Todd Carroll writes in his The Skeptic's Dictionary that "What it explains is more simply and elegantly explained by the ability of the human mind to find meaning and significance where there is none (apophenia)."

Walhydra would not argue with this alternative explanation at all.

The human mind is divine.

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