Today was a holiday!
Today was Charming of the Plough (sometimes known as Idis-thing)
Originally celebrated on the new moon, Charming of the Plow had been moved towards Februrary 2nd due to the adaptation of a modern, solar calendar. This is a festival of fertility and beginnings, of the planted seed and the plowed furrow. Many pagans, specifically the Asatruar, celebrate today with a wooing by Freyr of the Maiden Gerdr; a symbolic marriage of the God of Fertility with the Mother Earth. In much of Northern Europe, grain cakes are offered for the soil’s fertility and Father Sky and Mother Earth are invoked to that end.
This holiday also generally honors all Goddesses and the Disir (female ancestor spirits); Who bring blessings of fertility as well as important lessons. This is a good time to recall outstanding women in one’s family line. In most climates, this is the time to plant seeds indoors, to later be transplanted later, into the spring garden. A good way to honor the traditions of this day is to meditate upon your dependence on the soil.
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My kids did not listen today. I love them. Alot. But they could not hold attention, or follow directions, for the life of them. Ended up going to bed early tonight, which is not entirely a bad thing as we have to get up extra early tomorrow for me to take them to their mothers and go to an appointment.
I think I had a manic episode yesterday, because the house was entirely cleaned, from top to bottom. Not that it matters, it is in shambles. I stayed up all night the other night to do laundry. I think I’ll be doing the same again tonight. I don’t want to over-sleep the appointment.
I’ve been having slips from reality, despite the Tenex, lately. I’ll be watching TV, or reading a book, or watching someone do something, and BAM! It’s 5-10 seconds later and I’m confused.
We’re watching Zombieland.
ZombieClowns.
Oh, and I have a new resume to work on soon! Excited for something to do.
Goodnight, Self.
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Edit: Oh yeah, and my car is actually going to be Repo’d, once they run a credit check and find out where I live. Cleaned it out. Don’t forget this, Jim. Kind of important.