I will be writing more about Holy Pashca in my Sacred Footing blog - for all who are interested.
Pythia, would fulfill certain rituals before she initiated herself into her spiritual role of prophetess: bathe, purify in the Castalian waters; dress in ceremonial robes; sit upon a tripod in the temple; inhale vapors arising from a chasm; fall into a state of trance; channel Apollo’s words. This is how I write. Of the rituals and potions; clouded memories and ecstatic states; unintelligible utterings, riddles and rhymes; of the momentary madness; alas, knowledge and wisdom arise.
Ok, so as it turned out, I was not the needed 'good luck' charm to help the Detroit Tigers end their - now six game - winless streak, when they played against the Chicago White Sox last night. Or maybe it was a no-luck combination of me, my daughter and two of her friends who went together. Or maybe it was the fact the White Sox played an exceptional game. Or maybe it was the fact the Tiger's did not play such an exceptional game. Or maybe the Tiger's are still acclimating and will soon get into a winning groove that will bring them up to first-place which is where they belong. Or maybe the seventh time will be the charm. Or maybe or maybe or maybe.
I count the grains of sand on the beach and measure the sea.
I understand the speech of the mute and I hear the voiceless.
One of the holiest sites of ancient
A most sacred and holy spot devoted to Gaea, the Earth Mother;
Of the many prophesies, advice, warnings and words of wisdom received from the Oracle; the most familiar, valuable and significant of these is: Know ThySelf.
In these words live truth, freedom, peace and understanding.