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Showing posts with label Celtic. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Celtic. Show all posts

Thursday, May 10, 2007

Change of plans

After sitting down finally, it occurred to me that I'm really sore, from head to toe, but mostly in my neck and shoulders. I did a lot of lifting tonight at work and I think I may have messed something in my neck up. So I'll do notes Saturday, and wine/religious obligations tomorrow night, which is Old Bealtaine and therefore a day of power. [I tend to celebrate the holiday according to the old calendar, rather than the new.] I'll make two separate offerings, one to my Patroness, who is Greek (the wine and honey), and one to the Celtic Gods of my ancestors (the mead, along with a little of the friendship bread, too.)

For now, though, Cerys is fed and has been taken out, so I think I'll take some ibuprofen and sit in the chair with the heating pad/massager on and see if that helps.

Friday, March 16, 2007

One of the reasons my last name is Rowan

You Are A Rowan Tree

You are full of charm and cheer. You light up a room.
And while you crave attention, you do it without ego.
You are an interesting mix of contradictions - and very unpredictable.
You are both dependent and independent, calm and restless.
You are passionate, emotional, gregarious, and (at times) unforgiving.


Mind you, it's probably all a crock, but there you have it. When I changed my name I didn't care for most of my maternal surnames (Craig, Lamb, Roach, Reardon, among others), but I have for some time been drawn to the rowan tree with its rich folklore (it's supposed to be a powerful amulet of protection). So, I went with Rowan. [As to why I changed my name, I was divesting myself of my father's name, since we were estranged. Also, I never cared for the name Broadbent]. Since I was changing the last name, I went for broke and changed the whole thing from Lisa Kay Broadbent to Elisabeth Eilir Aranea Rowan. That way I'm still Lisa (short for Elisabeth). But online I use Eilir Rowan, which is terribly Pagan (Eilir means spring, rebirth, or butterfly in Welsh, and Alban Eilir is one name for the vernal equinox that Pagans celebrate as a holiday).