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Gemini, the last sign of the Spring season, is a complex and often Gemini is curious, communicative and popular with others as long as it does not allow its skepticism and sarcasm to isolate it. Its mental agility and energy allow it to easily grasp any subject requiring analytical skills though it may avoid the labor of memorization and practice. If the value of discipline and attention to detail are not learned early in life, Gemini may be seen as unreliable and evasive as it flits from one interest to another always searching for variety and becoming a dilettante, dabbling in so many interests that it is unable to develop any one of them. It is fond of travel and changes of atmosphere. Gemini needs to learn that not only cooperation but also actual involvement with others is necessary to fulfillment in this life. The monthly installment of The Great Astrological Light Bulb Joke: How many Geminis does it take to change a light bulb? Two, but the job never gets done. They just keep discussing who is supposed to do it and how it's supposed to be done! Note: I have no idea who originally wrote this. Erika sent it to me
years ago and I still think it’s as funny as it is insightful! May 20th - The Sun Enters Gemini. Summer is almost here. Spring is in the air and it seems like I have projects coming up everywhere. For me, Gemini is always the “scattered” part of the year. May 23rd is a Full Moon in Sagittarius. To learn more about actively using the Moon's energy in your life, see The Moon Through the Signs and Moon Phases. These guides are located in our Library. May 27th to 30th is NORWAC, the Northwest Astrological Conference in Tukwila, Washington. May 30th is Memorial Day. June 1st - Summer Quarter starts! I am off school for 12 weeks! June 3rd is the First Friday of the month and the Dunthor Open House! Click here to see details below. June 6th is the anniversary of D-Day and a New Moon in Gemini. To learn more about actively using the Moon's energy in your life, see The Moon Through the Signs and Moon Phases. These guides are located in our Library. June 20th - The Sun Enters Cancer: This is Litha, The Summer Solstice in the Northern Hemisphere, The first day of Summer. June 21st is a Full moon in Capricorn. Stone of the Sign - Calcite
Calcite is an abundant crystal that comes in white, gray, green, yellow, blue, brown and red. Calcite resonates with Gemini and according to tradition, is recommended for those in the healing professions. It sharpens mental clarity and boosts your memory. It soothes frustration and aids in adjusting to changes and transitions. I love calcite: it packs the intellectual ability enhancement of Quartz but with a different kind of energy. I like to have one on my desk or wherever I am reading. This is a large pendant, 2.5 inches tall. It would be great to hang in a window as well as to wear. It is wrapped in Sterling silver wire. On sale this month: 75.00 USD Click here to see this item and more in my Jewelry Catalog. To learn more about how to use Gemstones in your
daily life, see "What
Gemstones Should I Wear?" guide in our
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Click here for an article titled "Winners Tend to Be in the Red, Study Says" in the LA Times that corresponds well to our astrological symbolism.
Do you have something to commemorate? Click here to be guided through a candle ritual. Meanwhile, we've been spending a lot of time in the yard pruning, weeding, planting and spreading bark. Freya enjoys chasing pine cones and just generally enjoying the breeze in her fur. Flowers of all types having been blooming. Click on the rose photo to enlarge it. Here is one of those blog surveys everyone sends around. I enjoyed this one but there were two questions without appropriate answers for me. Everyone knows that those things you wear with rubber soles are gym shoes, not sneakers or tennis shoes, which were the only choices. See “What Kind of American English Do You Speak?” Here is my Linguistic Profile: 65% - General American English, 20% - Upper Midwestern, 10% - Yankee, 5% - Midwestern, 0% - Dixie. Letters from our Readers We think of this newsletter as a community forum. You, our friends and clients, are welcome to participate. We celebrate diversity and we'll print whatever you send in be it Wiccan, Christian, Pagan, New Age, etc., as long as it reflects Love. You may choose a one-time holiday to write about or have a regular column. We'll give you space and a byline! Please send in your own book reviews, ideas for rituals, ideas about stones, your journal excerpts, your experiences and most of all, ask us questions. We love answering questions! From Stew: From the Organic Trade Association, this is really fun. Store Wars! Check it out! The Monthly Dunthor Open House Please come join in the community that has been created over the years with the friends we've made through Inga's Earth Magic. You'll find insight, sharing, healing and fellowship and you are most welcome.
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Inga and I were digging through some old papers the other day and we came across an essay I wrote in 1975, my junior year of high school. It was published in the school's literary journal. As I retype it here, it's really hard to not edit it, to improve on the prose of a 17 year old but I've resisted temptation. So here it is in its original form. I hope you enjoy it. A Visit to a Silent World I stopped the boat about fifty feet from the shore. As I lowered the anchor, I surveyed the uninhabited island. It was narrow in shape and about a city block long. Majestic pines towered along the crest of the island and the eroded shoreline sloped sharply down into the clear blue water allowing for no beach. Seeing this, I knew the water would drop quickly in depth as I moved farther from the shore. I donned my wet suit to protect me from the cold water and slung the belt with lead weights around my waist to counterbalance the buoyancy of the neoprene suit. After putting on the remainder of my diving equipment, I quietly slipped over the side of the fishing boat into the water. The weight of my body carried me downward momentarily, but the air in my lungs caused me to rise slowly back to the surface. I paused to check my surroundings and noticed the total absence of sound. It was eerie, but the steady rhythm of my breathing through the snorkel reassured me. A slight kick of my fins sent me gliding through the water with a feeling of weightlessness. As I swam parallel with the shoreline, I carefully scanned the bottom for signs of aquatic life. In ten feet of water, I noticed thin lines on the sandy bottom; lines that looked as if someone had dragged a stick across the sand. I knew that by following these trails, I would find fresh water mollusks each with its shell opened slightly to allow the water to carry in tiny particles of food. When I swam near them they quickly responded by tightly closing their shells. Nearby, I observed a pair of pincers protruding from under a rock. I retrieved a twig from the bottom and placed the tip of it near the claws. The crayfish grabbed it. I gently pulled it from its hiding place and it immediately released its hold and raised its pincers in defiance. I declined the challenge and swam further toward the shore. As I neared it, I entered a dark shadow caused by the trees lining the shore. I momentarily couldn't distinguish my surroundings, but my eyes quickly adjusted to the light conditions. Here I saw a large submerged branch which was the home of a small school of panfish; several sunfish, which are oval in shape and have beautiful, colored splotches flanking their sides; and yellow perch with black vertical stripes. Here in their refuge, they were safe from larger predatory fish and were shaded from the rays of the hot, summer sun. Meanwhile, they could feed safely on smaller minnows and grubs. I drifted closer and they showed no real alarm but they exercised caution by remaining in their shelter. I gathered several mollusks and withdrew my diving knife from its sheath strapped to my leg. I pried open the shells and removed the meat from inside. As I scattered scraps of the meat in the water, these friendly fish slowly emerged from their home. The perch, being the bravest of the two types, were the first to retrieve the pieces that slowly drifted to the bottom. The sunfish soon followed suit. I gained their confidence by moving slowly and soon several were eating from my hand. I noticed that a few were admiring themselves in the mirror formed by the lens of my mask. Other were inspecting me from head to fins as if trying to determine what new type of creature I was. I can't describe the feeling I felt as I saw these gentle creatures putting their trust in me. When my finned companions appeared to be stuffed to their gills, they slowly drifted back into their refuge. I sheathed my knife and headed back to the boat. As I started to take off my gear, I realized how lucky we are to have such beautiful places and hoped that they would remain that way for everyone to enjoy in the future. – Scott Bruce Duncan */:-) New and Updated Pages on our Website E-Commerce stuff! Click here to read past issues of our Newsletter. Subscription information: Distribution via e-mail is free of charge. We feel the Internet is a great way to share knowledge and information and very compatible with the environment. We certainly hope you enjoyed our newsletter. If you are not interested in this information and would like to be removed from this mailing list, please click the e-mail link below and place the word "REMOVE" in the subject line of your message. This message is being sent to you in compliance with the Federal legislation for commercial e-mail (H.R.4176 - Section 101, Paragraph (e)(1)(a)) and Bill s.1618 Title III passed by the 105th US Congress. |
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