The Bean Tighe (pronounced ban tig) is a helpful spirit that is likely one of the inspirations for the "fairy godmother" type donor/patron from faerie and folk tales. She is the one who makes it possible for others to achieve their potential ... whether it be helping with the maintenance of one's home, one's finances, or the ability to make one's dreams come true.


Saturday, April 21, 2012

PBP: Week 16 ... cautiously Hopeful ...

Well, it has been a week since I posted my prayer for a little aid in shifting the impasse that has afflicted my family for the last year and a half. I never cease to be amazed at how well asking for help can work, when one has already done everything that they personally can to make things right.

I asked and the gods answered. On Monday, I received word that the individual who has been causing all the trouble has finally signed the release which will allow the rest of us to move on with our lives and finally grieve for a wonderful woman who has moved beyond our reach.

Will I get the home I have my hopes set on? Perhaps ... perhaps not ... I can but wait and see. If it is meant to be mine, it will. The legalities that I mentioned in last post mean that the whole thing moves with the speed of bureaucracy and anyone who has had dealings with such knows that it is never speedy. If it is not to be, something else will turn up I'm sure.

But we have an opportunity, for those of us who have wanted to leave the pain of her loss and frustration with the greed and machinations of one individual behind, for which I am intensely grateful.

Instead of being held hostage, we can move forward and celebrate she we miss so very much.

Blessings.

Saturday, April 14, 2012

PBP: Week 15 - Where House is Home

A little something different this week ... a prayer from the depths of my heart to the ears of the gods.

All my life, I have been a home/land owner ... I grew up in the house my parents owned and have owned my own since I was 18 years old. All my life, that is until now ... having sold my acreage back in November, I am homeless for the first time ever. Even though the acreage had been tenanted while I rented in the city, the fact that it was there and it was mine was enough to calm my need for a home and allow me to focus on all the things I needed to get done that couldn't be achieved from a remote location.

Because of certain legalities of inheritance, my ability to purchase a new home is held hostage to the greed of my younger sibling who has been holding up the processing of my mother's will for over 1&1/2 years at this point. Every time we (family and the estate executor) think that things with her have been sorted out to the point where we've all reached an agreement and the process can finally move forward, she returns to refute her verbal agreement with yet more demands. It has gotten to the point where even the lawyer who is executor is losing his patience with her and has moved from reminding us all that "she has the right to make her concerns known" to

In the meantime, my dream home has made itself known .... it's a perfect sized house on a perfect sized lot in the ideal community for me to have a future as an herbalist/apothecary. It needs a metric ton's worth of work to it inside and out, but that doesn't scare me as the potential of the house and the location would make the extensive renovations worth the time and money (particularly as I'm looking at this to be the home I live in until I'm well into my late senior years).

Sunday, April 8, 2012

PBP: Week 14 - Gardening

Unlike most folk I have known, I have come to know the trio of Ladies that make up my personal perception of the Triune Goddess in a backwards manner ... from Crone to Maiden instead of the traditional maiden, mother, crone progression that most everyone else I have known has reported. 

I'm unsure if this is because they read in a book that was how you were "supposed" to come to understand the Female aspect of the Geometry of Divinity (what? didn't you know that GoD = math? ^_^ ) and then set out to pursue the deific archetype that best suited their perspective of that model ... as opposed to myself who did not seek out an interactive relationship with the Divine but was, instead, tapped by a higher power during my first Reiki attunement back in 2000. 

In all cases ... where my interactions with the gods of my ancestors are concerned ... from Quan Yin and her assurance of having "known my kind before" with whom I walked for the better part of 4 years before she introduced me to two new energy forms: the independent and aggressive, crone-like energy of Medb of Connacht and the awesomely powerful yet oddly gentle signature of the seafaring Son of Lir, Manannan  ... to the motherly energies of Brìd ... and, finally, to the bright and youthful signature that I have come to know as Airmid ... it is they who made the initial contact with me. Much to my significant and overly left-brained skeptical surprise. Granted, in each case, one led to the next and so on ... but it was still an experience I had not sought out and deific-archetypes I likely would not have chosen for myself had I been the one doing the choosing. 

Being that the newest to me is the energy I am gradually learning to recognize as Airmid, one of the ways I have chosen to honour her is by studying herbal craft and, by extension, making use of my near-desperate need to garden by choosing plants which each have more than an aesthetic application. The majority were chosen for their medicinal properties. How well they will grow ... in pots, on a tiny stretch of gravel at the back of the house which only really gets sunlight (when the sun happens to be out on the northern wet-coast) in the morning and late afternoons ... remains to be seen, but I shall do my best for them and see what comes.