Before we head off into how the day went, allow me to direct your attention  here.  That is what I wrote last year about Ostara, or for those of you non-pagans, Easter.  And here is a bit of something I did not know, but have recently found out:

According to a Fourth Century ruling, the date of Easter is set for the first Sunday following the Paschal Full Moon, which is the first Full Moon of Spring, occurring on or shortly after the Vernal Equinox.  March 22 is the earliest Easter can occur on any given year, and April 25 is the latest.

             I pretty much remembered that all “moveable” holidays had to do with the moon phases, but I never knew how they were determined.  Interesting, to me anyway.   When this happens, you know I have to share it.  And speaking of sharing, here is our day in pictures.  (Oh, and before you ask, no the cake was not wonderful.  Disappointing in fact.  Fortunately my mother had pies and we picked up some brownies.)

           This was just the beginning of the food.  Before J.D. arrived with his cheeses.  And this time, instead of Fig Spread, he brought Garlic Pepper Jelly.  He reached across during dinner and plopped a sampling onto my ham.  I had to eat it three more times before we decided that I liked it.  At one point he was trying the different choices (including a pheasant and rosemary pate, with duck and pork) when I heard him say, “hmm, that was strange but good.”  Not words I have every spoken when it comes to food.  I told him that when describing something you are eating it should be, “that was known and consistent.” 

            Yes, my boy and I tend to disagree sometimes, but at the end of the day, he knows what I will and will not eat.  It’s strange, but good.         

Here is another shot of my mother’s “decor” -even though she DID send us a phone photo of the same display.  I just didn’t realize she had made tiny purses to go along with the hats!

                In her front yard there are already flowers blooming.

             Yes my parents rent a double-wide, but I swear, in the summer their place is like a freaking park, it is that lovely.

           This is their view, off the back deck.  No, they do not own the property behind, another guy does.  He grazes cows on it.

           We have drawn from our Special Occasion deck this afternoon.  I made Daniel google around because I had never heard of this animal.  Here is what he found, “also known as the Tasmanian Tiger, a carnivorous marsupial, the latin name meaning: dog-headed pouched one.”

“Thylacine  ~  Wisdom.

A large percentage of Tasmania’s wilderness still exists in its virgin state, completely unspoiled by development or land clearing.  Many believe, therefore, that the Thylacine endures in secrecy deep within the heart of the Tasmanian forest, protected by both the inaccessibility of its habitat and its elusive nature.

Carrying folklore status on par with the Loch Ness Monster and Yeti, reports of sightings are common, but never substantiated by photographic or videotaped evidence.  If the myths are true, and the Thylacine does indeed still subsist, its acumen alone has kept it safe and hidden for almost 70 years.

When life becomes overwhelming, excessively busy or too fast, Thylacine advocates having the good judgment to withdraw from the mob and walk along for a spell, perhaps spending time exploring the truths buried deep within the inner landscape.

Thylacine offers a time of calm; the chance to contemplate our purpose and reasoning rather than seeking the counsel of others.  She espouses quality time spent in solitude.  She prompts us to stop and ask, what is the purpose of life?  Why have I experienced all that I have?  Why am I here?

Thylacine represents our desires to seek a deeper reality and a more defined truth.  She supports this quest by encouraging us to journey inward to form a relationship with our own thoughts and the natural impulses that instigate our actions.

You are being encouraged to seek out a silent place of solitude now.  Use this sacred space as a vehicle to better know yourself.  Use the sacred silence as a means of deepening your own knowledge and your innate sense of wisdom.  Wait until your instincts tell you that the time has come to return to people, to share your knowledge and hopefully widen the perception of those around you.  Thylacine teaches us to deepen our inherent wisdom, to study it, to become one with it and to share it with others when the time is right.

Gathered over a lifetime of experience, our wisdom is what marks us as unique.  It represents the inherent skills we hold that someday may be presented to the world as instruments of healing and learning.”

          

24 thoughts on “Ostara

  1. JD is a cutey pie. Does he know that?
    We had good food today, too. The house was loud with people by 1pm and I wasn’t cranky despite working until 7am. The ham was great! And the salads, grape salad, orange salad, potato salad and salad salad. Then we had birthday cake for my brother whose birthday was the 19th. The birthday cake was meh.
    I’m feeling unsettled. I’m at work. My little lady I’m watching took to her bed 28 days ago after her husband of 76 years died. She only eats a few bites of applesauce or yogurt a day, drinks juice and water. I can’t seem to get my co-workers and her daughter all on the same page regarding her care. And I ask myself, why have I taken on the task of doing that anyway? Why can’t I just go to work, do my job the best I can, go home and forget about it? I suck sometimes.
    Had a good day overall, though.

    1. You don’t forget about it because you are compassionate.

      She is probably suffering from “failure to thrive.” This means her body is shutting down and it’s just getting ready to go. If her husband of 76 years has just passed, she probably wants to go to be with him, or at least not be without him.

      My Gram suffered from that for awhile before she died. Her death was tough because it was like she wouldn’t leave, but she was drugged out of consciousness due to pain and a form of dementia. Most of the time, failure to thrive is simply the time before the end. It can be peaceful and a time for family to get ready.

      Mom had a very short time of failure to thrive and I tried getting her to eat and drink more. But she just didn’t want it. She did have some chocolate ice cream the night before she died; we both did as we watch tv. Then she went peacefully the next morning.

      1. You don’t suck, you care. We “professionals” are “supposed” to be able to leave that stuff at work, and then come home and not think any more about it until the next shift. Bullpuckey. You’re good because you care. And yes, we think about work stuff away from work…often, that is how we figure out how to do what needs to be done. Sometimes being told “it is OK to go now” is all someone needs.

        And I’m glad you had a good houseful!

    2. My cat sucks–on my finger, every chance she gets. You, on the other hand, are concerned about doing your job well, and serving the people you’re there to serve. If I knew the magic behind not taking work home, I’d tell you. I’m hoping when I read everyone else’s comments I’ll find the answer, cause it’s a big problem for me. Hapoo! 🙂

  2. Clever- I too was going to comment on JD and how snazzy he always looks! Oh, and caring about others does not suck, even if it does make life a little more difficult sometimes. You’re an awesome person.

    Julie, your parents yard looks real nice and your mum is so creative with her decorating.
    I like the Tassie Tiger’s message, seems pretty relevant for me lately 🙂

  3. Thank you, I think that boy is supremely gorgeous, but then, I gave birth to him. (Seriously, he was the biggest most beautiful baby you have ever seen.) Every time we go out I try to find someone to marry him… I know, sMother, that’s me.

    Judy, you are compassionate and loving, not a flaw Dear One, an asset. Kris is correct, you are awesome. And Skye is right, failure to thirve is exactly what your little lady is going through, my sister did the same. The family needs to prepare for the end, as she is.

    Kris, I was waiting to see what you would tell us about this super cool creature. I love this Tiger Dog so much!

  4. Oh right, info on the Tiger. A cool animal for you, Julie, with it being tiger and dog in one 🙂
    I don’t know heaps about them since they’ve been extinct since the early 30s, I think they became extinct because of bounties that were put on them because they were killing sheep etc, but I know that they had really strong jaws that could be opened to 120 degrees! And not long ago they were trying to use DNA to recreate them…like in Jurassic Park. You still get stories of people having sighted them in Tasmania.

  5. What a great family gathering; and such fun to try new things – even if they are a bit out there! I had all my chicks home and they are pretty conservative about food so we had roast beef and yorkshire pudding – very safe, no puddings needed cooking because of the vast quantities of chocolate floating about.
    Clever Betty – it hurts to watch anothers pain , to bear witness. But I know I’d want someone with that kind of compassion to care for me or mine. Pretty hard for you though – so I hope you’re getting lots of love and support to sustain you.
    Another great card – it’s easy to feel swept away sometimes and time out alone to think is so vital, but too easy to put off.

    1. Nicely said, London Betty. “to bear witness”. Yep, sometimes, that is the service we provide.

    2. Yay for having all your chickies in one place!

      The first thing Jade asked me when I told him what we were doing for dinner was, “what should I boil?” And he meant a boiled pudding! 😀

  6. We had breakfast for dinner. We took gluten free waffle fixin’s to Mary’s. She had all the wet goods and nitrate free bacon. Mrs. Denial and I cooked while she was at/returning from rehearsal (this is after performing an Easter service with her church choir and handbell choir, not to mention Stabat Mater on Good Friday) and then had Easter breakfast for dinner. Good times.

    I like pepper jelly. Mrs. Denial does not.

  7. Clever Cherry- You’re doing what you can. That’s all anyone can ask for. As for the family, it can be difficult to face reality.

    I’ve had a busy time of it and am often assailed with the residual of the day by hearing memory of the noise even when I am quiet. As in, I still hear the children’s voices from work, while I’m brushing my teeth at night. Deep silence might be just the thing for me. Then I can take it with me and feel the calm at work.

  8. I concur, the Son looks handsome. The Daugthers are beautiful. Your mother is talented. Then again so are you and Dan. It is a given, Julie. Looks like you always have a pretty good time celebrating and tasting new foods. Yumm.

    I am sitting here in the near silence, getting ready to carry on with the heavy lifting. Glad you all had a wonderful celebration yesterday. Had breakfast with the kiddies before seeing my mother. Not a good day. She is beginning “the failure to thrive” and I wish I had someone like Clever to help. There are some great staff members and then there are the just filling time in their job kind. Such is this part of life. Okay, quiet time is over. Back to laundry.

    1. Thank you! WE think they are all pretty fab as well. 😉

      Oh but I am so sorry you have to go through this. Shit what a tough lesson.

    2. I’m sorry you have to go thru this. Mom went so fast and so willingly it was a blessing (for her more than me). Gram struggled. I hope your mom, when it is her time, goes easily and voluntarily and that you can get comfort from that. And look to us for comfort; we will be there for you as others were there for me.

      1. Thanks. It has been hard on you, Skye. Easier for your mother as much as it can be in the circumstances. She is not going easy, it is a struggle.

  9. You have a wonderful family all around. Everyone knows it. 🙂 The flowers in the yard are pretty, too. It looks like you had a wonderful holiday with all that food! I’m with you on the pepper and garlic jelly. It’s the wrong texture for those flavors. I had it easy, myself. I made a green salad and a lemon cream pie, and that was the end of my responsibilities. (My MIL likes to dole out what everyone is bringing.) Glad you had a fun day.

    So sorry, Clever and Carol, for everything you’re going through. But yes, it’s because we care that it hurts so much, and I don’t think that’s a bad thing. We should all be so lucky as to have someone like the two of you at the ends of our lives.

    1. Well thanks. We are kinda “special” (I am getting ready to give another example of that in tonight’s post actually).

      I really like it when I am just assigned something for a meal, so much simpler. And usually it is an item I can just pick up at the deli counter on our way out the door!

  10. Carol – Sorry about your mom, and how hard that is for you and other family. Oh la.

    Julie – Aside from my veganism, I’m with JD. I always enjoy hearing about his contributions to the family feasts. Plus his good looks, his eyebrow lift technique, his natty dressing, and I see from a past post: his brains! You must indeed find him a partner. (Is he also the one who left snarky remarks about the angel-child card? In which case we can add Snarky Humor to his Romantic CV.)

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