and open to Her View."
13th Day of the 11th Solar Operate
Ruled by Gaia
Solar Tree Operate of Gort/Ivy
20th Day of the Celtic Tree
Month of Gort/Ivy
Moon Phase: waxing Gibbous
Moon sets: 4:18AM EDST
Moon rises: 4:43PM EDST
Moon in the Adjustable Hosepipe
Characteristic of Pisces
Rhiannon's Operate of the Moon
Solar Meditation: The modify
of the earth.
Sun in Libra
Sunrise: 7:34AM EDST
Sunset: 6:35PM EDST
Astral Responsibility for the Day: "So
areas of your life challenge bumpy or settled
work confirmed now?"
Lughnasadh (Gwyl Awst) Ward
of the Meeting
October 19th, 2010
TIU'S DAY - Mars Day - the Day of Project and Physicality, Keenness and Plunge - Surgical procedure Day
It has been a very overcast, murky inopportune sunrise in attendance in my completion. I love it! Mists take eternally been everything I've been awestruck with. A logical light for it is this: Distort and fog totally form at night to the same extent the air is too supercilious to consider all its wetness. Obvious skies mean that the gain gets supercilious and it as a consequence cools the air near to it. This cool air causes damp and water droplets form in the air. Fogs are thickest to the same extent the air can consider a lot of wetness. Establishment... Still mist is not as luxuriant as fog, they are moreover formed in this self-same way. Distort, hitherto, totally stays closer to the gain and you can see polished the top of it. Distort is smoothly seen on autumn mornings to the same extent nights get longer and cooler once more. This is especially true in valleys, the same as supercilious air sinks down and collects in the sully in vogue the night.
But Frank MacEowen in his book "The Mist-Filled Tour" gives a meaning that touches my central the most.. "The mist called to me to the same extent I was a child. In the inopportune mornings, and sometimes at twilight, I would become visible out the porthole modish the luxuriant tree-plant deceased our Georgia home, and a pouring wish would demolish my central. The Cymru, the Celts of Wales, would say I had been no more by the spirit of "birath, "the wish for everything my central had fixed as upon a time.
Trade event especially the mossy stone wall, moral earlier the clusters of fern, I would smoothly see the ghostly gray-green mist swirling in the vegetation. It would hang in attendance elegant a gull in the bend, as if interested for everything. It seemed to arrest everything of my own expedition, a pouring childhood expedition for an own of the mystery of the sacred world. "
I am leaving out to hobo now in the mists - wrapped in my old loose untidy sport shirt and get the impression the tendrils of crone's hair clean by my protection.
