under1000skies Newsletter 1.7

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Photo “Milky Way” by EvgeniT, Pixabay

“Ecstatic Love is an ocean, and the Milky Way is a flake of foam floating on it.” -Rumi

Includes the origin of the name Milky Way – it’s called so many other things by other cultures. Plus two beautiful photos from Steph Law, and two poems from Elanthian Love Songs.

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Photo by Larisa-K, Pixabay.

“My wish is to stay always like this, living quietly in a corner of nature.” -Claude Monet

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Photo by Niki Flow.

“I’m not changing anybody. It’s hard to change ourselves but we can plant seeds; pure intention that will eventually bloom on its own.”  -Nimo Patel

From “A Smile and 5 Blessings:  Nimo’s Nothing (iii)”

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Photo, “Archangel Boomerang” by Niki Flow

“An angel has no memory.”  -Terry Southern

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Photo by Cornfreak, Pixabay

“For the strength of the pack is the wolf, and the strength of the wolf is the pack.”  -Rudyard Kipling

 

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Photo “Milky Way” by EvgeniT, Pixabay

“Ecstatic Love is an ocean, and the Milky Way is a flake of foam floating on it.” -Rumi

Morning Edit 22July19 c.8am

I fixed the photo on the Gem.  It’s so gorgeous and I didn’t want any of it cut from the frame. I also posted a link to the photo.  Then I started wondering who named the Milky Way and things went on from there.

I learned it was called the “Milky Circle” by the Greeks.  The story goes, Zeus brought the infant Hercules to nurse from Hera while she slept.  She woke while the baby suckled and pushed him away.  (His mother was a mortal, one of her husband’s many conquests).  A few drops of milk spilled and formed the Milky Circle. The Romans adopted the name and called it “Via Lactea.” Translated, that means “the road of milk.”

In Germany it’s Milchstrasse. In Norway, it’s called Melkeveien. Both translate to Milky Way in English. But in Finland, it’s called Linnunrata (“path of birds”). In Armenia, it’s “hard goghi chanaparh,” or “Straw Thief’s Way.” In Sweden and Iceland, it’s called Vetrarbrautin and Vintergatan (Winter Way). In East Asia, it’s called “Silver River.”

Source:  How the Milky Way Got Its Name

I love the name Silver River best because it comes from the story of the Weaver Girl and the Buffalo Boy. Two of my poems from Elanthian Love Songs are based on this legend, one for the Weaver Girl and one for the Buffalo Boy (also called “The Cowherd.) I was inspired to write the poems after seeing two beautiful paintings by Steph Law about this legend.

Bridge of Dreams Where She Waits

“Bridge of Dreams Where She Waits” by Stephanie Pui-Mun Law, Shadowscapes.com

 

 

 

Bridge of Dreams Where He Waits

“Bridge of Dreams Where He Waits” Stephanie Pui-Mun Law, Shadowscapes.com

 

 

 

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Painting “Shaman” by Stephanie Pui-Mun Law, Shadowscapes.com

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Created in honor of Pinktoes’ “Pink-Themed Song Contest”

I found a Pink Love Potion.
I bravely took a drink.
I never had the notion
It would turn my blonde hair
Pink!

I tried another sip —
Aye brave I be, not wise.
Can ye guess what happened next? Continue reading

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The Stolen Child

W. B. Yeats, 1865 – 1939

Where dips the rocky highland
Of Sleuth Wood in the lake,
There lies a leafy island
Where flapping herons wake
The drowsy water rats;
There we’ve hid our faery vats,
Full of berrys
And of reddest stolen cherries.
Come away, O human child!
To the waters and the wild
With a faery, hand in hand,
For the world’s more full of weeping than you can understand.

Where the wave of moonlight glosses
The dim gray sands with light,
Far off by furthest Rosses
We foot it all the night,
Weaving olden dances
Mingling hands and mingling glances
Till the moon has taken flight;
To and fro we leap
And chase the frothy bubbles,
While the world is full of troubles
And anxious in its sleep.
Come away, O human child!
To the waters and the wild
With a faery, hand in hand,
For the world’s more full of weeping than you can understand.

Where the wandering water gushes
From the hills above Glen-Car,
In pools among the rushes
That scarce could bathe a star,
We seek for slumbering trout
And whispering in their ears
Give them unquiet dreams;
Leaning softly out
From ferns that drop their tears
Over the young streams.
Come away, O human child!
To the waters and the wild
With a faery, hand in hand,
For the world’s more full of weeping than you can understand.

Away with us he’s going,
The solemn-eyed:
He’ll hear no more the lowing
Of the calves on the warm hillside
Or the kettle on the hob
Sing peace into his breast,
Or see the brown mice bob
Round and round the oatmeal chest.
For he comes, the human child,
To the waters and the wild
With a faery, hand in hand,
For the world’s more full of weeping than he can understand.

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Did you know that three days in the Celtic Otherworld is three years here on Earth? I learned that recently while watching Myths and Monsters narrated by Nicholas Day.  I find the thought very comforting.

There is a new page here on under1000skies called Missing Benjamin. All updates about Ben will be kept here from now on.  All links from past updates to will be here, as time allows, in chrono order.

Have a beautiful Memorial Day weekend.  See you Tuesday.

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#17 in the “Divine Feminine” series.  In October and November we’ll be featuring quotes about, for and by women.  Inspired by the Awakin.org call with Elle Lunaauthor The Crossroads of Should and Must. See also Aphrodite Emerges on Medium.com and “#the100dayproject” on Instagram. 

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