Wednesday, April 17, 2013

When God was a Woman by Merlin Stone - 1976


I've just finished reading this book and I must say it was very interesting. It tells of the religion of the Goddess thousands of years ago that thrived before the arrival of the patriarchal religions.  The Goddess, known by many names, was revered as the wise creator and the one source of universal order. Under her, woman's roles were much different and woman brought and sold property and traded at the marketplace. Inheritance of title and property was passed from mother to daughter. 
  So how did it happen that the Goddess religion ceased to exist? It seems that the patriarchal religions brought forth it's downfall by the wholesale rewriting of the image of the Goddess as a wanton, depraved figure and the wholesale murder of nonbelievers. 
  But, I'll let you read the book for yourself and come to your own conclusions. It's still available if you are interested.

Thursday, February 21, 2013

The Naming of Cats

The naming of cats is a difficult matter, it isn't just one of your holiday games. You may think at first I'm mad as a hatter when I tell you, a 
cat must have THREE DIFFERENT NAMES. 


First of all, there's the name that the family uses daily, such as Peter, Augustus, Alonzo or James. Such as Victor, or Jonathon, George or Bill Bailey --  All of them sensible everyday names. There are fancier names if you think they sound sweeter. Some for the gentlemen, some for the dames: Such as Plato, Admetus, Electra, Demeter --


But all of them sensible everyday names. But I tell you, a cat need a name that's particular, a name that's peculiar, and more dignified, else how can he keep up his tail perpendicular or spread out his whiskers, or cherish his pride.



Of names of this kind, I can give a quorum, such as Munkustrap, Quaxo, or Coricopat. Such as Bombalurina, or else Jellyorum -- Names that never belong to more than one cat. But above and beyond there's still one name left over, and that is the name that no human research can discover --
But THE CAT HIMSELF KNOWS, and will never confess. When you notice a cat in profound meditation, the reason, I tell you, is always the same: Of the thought, of the thought, of the thought of his name: His ineffable effable effanineffable deep and inscrutable singular NAME. 

T. S. ELIOT

Wednesday, February 20, 2013

I wanna know what love is.

I gotta take a little time, a little time to think things over. I better read between the lines, in case I need it when I'm older.
Now this mountain I must climb feels like a world upon my shoulders. And through the clouds I see love shine, it keeps me warm as life grows colder.
In my life, there's been heartache and pain. I don't know if I can face it again. Can't stop now, I've traveled so far, to change this lonely life.

I wanna know what love is, I want you to show me. I wanna feel what love is, I know you can show me.
I'm gonna take a little time, a little time to look around me. I've got nowhere left to hide. It looks like love has finally found me.
Let's talk about love, the love that you feel inside. I'm feeling so much love, no, you just cannot hide. I wanna know what love is, I want you to show me. Show me what is real.

Monday, January 21, 2013

Has It Been This Way Before?


“Sudden Light” 


I have been here before,
But when or how I cannot tell:


I know the grass beyond the door,The sweet keen smell,
The sighing sound, the lights around the shore.
You have been mine before, How long ago I may not know:

But just when at that swallow’s soar
Your neck turned so,
Some veil did fall, -l knew it all of yore.
Has this been thus before?

And shall not thus time’s eddying flight
Still with our lives our love restore
In death’s despite,
And day and night yield one delight once more?
                                                       

by Rossetti 1863