Whispering Winds

January 2006

"The God shall is reborn and life shall renew"

The Korybantes

The Korybantes are an interesting subject in that there are various ones depending on which culture you associate with. In general they were male dancers dressed in armor. The dance in armor was called the "pyrrhic dance". It  was a male coming-of-age initiation ritual prior to becoming a warrior.
In other circles they were Demi-gods (Spirits) who were associated with various deity.
For instance the Euboian Korybantes were Spirits (Daimones) who protected the infant Dionysos on the island of Euboia. They consisted of the demi-god, "Aristaios" and his brothers. Among other things, Aristaios was the God of shepherds and cheese-making, hunters, bee-keeping, honey and medicinal herbs.
Then there are the Kabeiroi. They are the protectors of vineyards and the fertility of animals, especially bulls. It is thought that their mother was Kabeiro, a daughter of Proteus. And their father was Hephaistos.
Their sacred island is Samothrace, which is located in the North Aegean Sea.
Another Korynante was Hoplodamos and his brothers. They were known for protecting Rhea from the wrath of Kronos. They were known as the Kouretes-Daktyloi. Also as the "Gigantes". The Gigantes were giants who sprang forth from the blood of Uranus after he was castrated by Cronus. They are Alcyoneus, Clytias, Enceladus,  Echion, Pallas, and Athos.
Anytos was a Daimon (Spirit) who raised the Goddess "Despoine" in Arkadia. He was of Titan lineage. Despoine was the daughter of Demeter and a Goddess of the Underworld.

"Everything you can imagine is real."

Pablo Picasso (1881 - 1973)

Native American Section: The Raccoon and the Bee-Tree

The Raccoon had been asleep all day in the snug hollow of a tree. The dusk was coming on when he awoke, stretched himself once or twice, and jumping down from the top of the tall, dead stump in which he made his home, set out to look for his supper.
In the midst of the woods there was a lake, and all along the lake shore there rang out the alarm cries of the water people as the Raccoon came nearer and nearer.
First the Swan gave a scream of warning. The Crane repeated the cry, and from the very middle of the lake the Loon, swimming low, took it up and echoed it back over the still water.
The Raccoon sped merrily on, and finding no unwary bird that he could seize he picked up a few mussel-shells from the beach, cracked them neatly and ate the sweet meat.
A little further on, as he was leaping hither and thither through the long, tangled meadow grass, he landed with all four feet on a family of Skunks---father, mother and twelve little ones, who were curled up sound asleep in a oft bed of broken dry grass.
"Huh!" exclaimed the father Skunk. "What do you mean by this, eh?" And he stood looking at him defiantly.
"Oh, excuse me, excuse me," begged the Raccoon. "I am very sorry. I did not mean to do it! I was just running along and I did not see you at all."
"Better be careful where you step next time," grumbled the Skunk, and the Raccoon was glad to hurry on.
Running up a tall tree he came upon two red Squirrels in one nest, but before he could get his paws upon one of them they were scolding angrily from the topmost branch.
"Come down, friends!" called the Raccoon. "What are you doing up there? Why, I wouldn't harm you for anything!"
"Ugh, you can't fool us," chattered the Squirrels, and the Raccoon went on.
Deep in the woods, at last, he found a great hollow tree which attracted him by a peculiar sweet smell. He sniffed and sniffed, and went round and round till he saw something trickling down a narrow crevice. He tasted it and it was deliciously sweet.
He ran up the tree and down again, and at last found an opening into which he could thrust his paw. He brought it out covered with honey!
Now the Raccoon was happy. He ate and scooped, and scooped and ate the golden, trickling honey with both forepaws till his pretty, pointed face was daubed all over.
Suddenly he tried to get a paw into his ear. Something hurt him terribly just then, and the next minute his sensitive nose was frightfully stung. He rubbed his face with both sticky paws. The sharp stings came thicker and faster, and he wildly clawed the air. At last he forgot to hold on to the branch any longer, and with a screech he tumbled to the ground.
There he rolled and rolled on the dead leaves till he was covered with leaves from head to foot, for they stuck to his fine, sticky fur, and most of all they covered his eyes and his striped face. Mad with fright and pain he dashed through the forest calling to some one of his own kind to come to his aid.
The moon was now bright, and many of the woods people were abroad. A second Raccoon heard the call and went to meet it. But when he saw a frightful object plastered with dry leaves racing madly toward him he turned and ran for his life, for he did not know what this thing might be.
The Raccoon who had been stealing the honey ran after him as fast as he could, hoping to overtake and beg the other to help him get rid of his leaves.
So they ran and they ran out of the woods on to the shining white beach around the lake. Here a Fox met them, but after one look at the queer object which was chasing the frightened Raccoon he too turned and ran at his best speed.
Presently a young Bear came loping out of the wood and sat up on his haunches to see them go by. But when he got a good look at the Raccoon who was plastered with dead leaves, he scrambled up a tree to be out of the way.
By this time the poor Raccoon was so frantic that he scarcely knew what he was doing. He ran up the tree after the Bear and got hold of his tail.
"Woo, woo!" snarled the Bear, and the accoon let go. He was tired out and dreadfully ashamed. He did now what he ought to have done at the very first---he jumped into the lake and washed off most of the leaves. Then he got back to his hollow tree and curled himself up and licked and licked his soft fur till he had licked himself clean, and then he went to sleep.

Companion Animal Rescue Alliance

(Submitted by Vivian Cooper)

Throughout our lives, many of us create a special bond with our animals that is sometimes stronger than the bonds we share with friends or family.  In our need to commune with Nature, we become the mouthpiece of those without a voice, we become the caretaker of those who need care, and more often than not, we find these rascals sleeping in our beds.  Some call them companions, some call them familiars, others choose the term, “family member.”  Regardless of the title, our pets look to us to keep them safe during their years with us, but the winter months present particular obstacles.
As members of the modern times, many of us drive cars, and cars will leak – ‘tis the nature of the beast.  Antifreeze becomes of particular interest to our outdoor friends because of its sweet smell.  If you notice antifreeze beneath your car, or your neighbors, clean it up before a four legged friend falls ill to it.  If your pet is seen ingesting antifreeze (regardless of the color), consider this a medical emergency and get the animal to a vet ASAP. 
If there are many strays in your area attempting to capture your heart, they may find the engine compartment of your car inviting and may choose to nap there.  To avoid any unseemly accidents, take 1 minute before starting up to knock on the hood or blow the horn to awaken and alert any potential stowaways.  You’ll thank yourself.
In the United States, January 31 is a night of celebration and debauchery that Dionysus would envy.  If confetti is part of your celebration, ensure that it is paper confetti if pets will be around.  The small foil pieces of confetti can be hazardous to the intestines of cats and dogs.  Though most pieces may pass, small tears can occur which will cause trouble in time. 
Keeping your pet safe is mostly common sense. Should your pet become unexplainably ill during the winter months, check your living quarters for anything out of the ordinary.  If nothing is found, check your gas line – pets are more sensitive than humans and may be able to alert you to a natural gas leak before it is too late.  For proper medical advice concerning the health of your pet, your veterinarian should be contacted.
Be responsible – have your pet spayed or neutered, the lives you’ll save are countless!

Vivian Cooper

2006 Chairman Elect

Companion Animal Rescue Alliance


We are alone, absolutely alone on this chance planet: and, amid all the forms of life that surround us, not one, excepting the dog, has made an alliance with us.

                                        Maurice Maeterlinck (1862 - 1949)

Triana's Kitchen: Lamb Noisettes in Mint Butter Sauce

4 slices good-quality white bead
5 tablespoons unsalted butter, divided
Salt and pepper to taste
8 noisettes (2 ounces each) of lamb (see cook's note)
3 tablespoons thinly sliced green onion
1/4 cup dry white wine
1/4 cup beef stock or canned beef broth
1/4 cup chopped fresh mint plus whole mint leaves for garnish

From each slice of bread, cut rounds that are the same size as the noisettes of lamb; set aside.

In a large skillet, heat 1 tablespoon of the butter over moderate heat. Add the bread rounds and cook until they are golden on both sides. Remove the bread rounds from the skillet and set aside.

Season the lamb noisettes with salt and pepper to taste. In the same skillet, heat 2 tablespoons of the butter. Working in batches if necessary, add the lamb and saute over moderately high heat for about 3 minutes on each side for medium-rare, or until cooked to the desired degree of doneness. Transfer the lamb to a heated platter.
Add the green onion to the skillet and toss over low heat for 1 minute. Add the wine and beef stock. Bring the liquid to a boil, scraping up any browned bits, and cook for 1 minute.
Cut the remaining 2 tablespoons of butter into bits. Reduce the heat to very low and gradually add the small bits of butter to thicken the sauce slightly. Stir in the chopped mint.

To serve, position lamb noisettes atop bread rounds. Spoon the sauce over the lamb and garnish the dish with the whole mint leaves.

Makes 4 servings.

Cook's note: Lamb noisettes are small, tender rounds of meat taken from the boned loin that is trimmed of surplus fat. The round should be rolled and tied into neat rounds about 2 inches in diameter and an inch thick.

Banshee (cocktail)
Yield: 1 servings


1/2 oz Creme de banana
1/2 oz Creme de cacao
2 oz sweet cream
Crushed ice

Combine liquid ingredients with crushed ice in a mixing glass.
Shake and strain into cocktail glass.

Irish Triad:

Three reasons to war against fault: to not do to others as you would not have them do to you , that you not be  arrogant , that you might always let the light of wisdom shine.

A Yule Gathering

(Submitted by Crick)

Lunar Mother in the sky
Shine your light on us tonight
For this is the day we call Yule
When the new begins and the old rescinds

Candle light and the Yule log so bright
Our love is great upon this night
The coven gathers, as we do
Goddess worship as well as Lugh

Mother Goddess enlighten us
For in you we place our trust
Your love we worship, your love we adore
Mother Goddess, who could ask for more

Magick is in the air tonight
Candle light is ever so bright
Magick is in the air tonight
Candle light ever so bright

Silvery Queen, your smile so bright
A shooting star in the sky tonight
Silvery Queen, your smile so bright
Like a beacon, the time is right

As we renew our vows to each
It is for your love we reach
Nature children, Pagan bred
Without your love there would be dread

Yuletide warmth and candle light
We give our love to thee this night

Yuletide warmth and candle light
We give our love to thee this night

Mother Goddess and Father Lugh
We walk the path, we stay so true
Yueltide night is the start
Of love and hope in our heart

Blessed be to all of thee

Blessed be to all of thee

Family Healing spell

Prepare an envelope from a square of paper. On the paper write the word " Health " in Theban.
Then write the name of the person you are directing the healing towards.
Enclose a pinch of the following herbs into the envelope:

Burdock, Galangal, Horehound, Elder, Lavender, Lemon Balm, Mandrake root, Rose, Rue, Sassafras, and Yellowdock.

Chant the following:

" I charge these herbs to aid my spell, that _________ will be well.

That by free will that can be blessed, with total health and happiness.

I ask the Goddess to hear my call, that it may be correct and good for all. "

Light the envelope on fire with the altar candle.
Focus on the smoke towards those in need.
Place the envelope into the cauldron so that it can burn completely and say:

" I call upon a breath of wind, empowered by the Spirit of Air,
To carry my spell toward my kin and gracefully deliver it there.
By all the powers of three times three, this spell bound around shall be.
To cause no harm, nor return on me.
As I do will, So mote it be!

Divination Section: Omphilomancy - This form of divination is done by interpreting the navel.

Faery Section: Moss People - Central Europe.

These tiny faeries have human bodies with wings attached.
At first glance they appear to be butterflies. They live in deep woodlands. And are very shy, preferring to keep to themselves.

Herb Section: Irritated Skin Bath

2 tbsp chamomile
2 tbsp comfrey leaf
1 tbsp skim milk powder
2 tbsp elder flowers
2 tbsp calendula petals

Milk may be omitted from this recipe and an infusion made of the herbs only. Prepare, combine and place in muslin bag or large tea bag. Place under water spout while tub is filling, then add to bath water.
Make infusion using 1 quart of water and add to bath.

                            Crick's Corner: Greetings folks: We are in the Dark half of the year moving towards the light half. It is a time when the God is reborn and the Sacred Mother rejoices. To me personally it is a time for deep inner reflection. If we don't face our mistakes over the past year and turn them into lessons learned, then it is all for naught. I see the Dark Half of the year as a time to look within with a steady eye and accept what was and to step forth into the Light Half of the year with a renewed heart. Carrying forth grudges and feelings of animosity are a heavy drag on ones spiritual growth. For with each situation that occurs in our lives there is a lesson or more to be learned. At times it takes a great amount of spiritual strength to accept the lesson and move on. Yet to me at least, that is what this time of year represents. And so go forth without the heart being weighed down with negative baggage. Step above and step forth, for as pagans we are each responsible for our own growth. Lets make the best of it.

Until next time Cailleach's...

"Céad míle fáilte romhat!"

A hundred thousand welcomes to you!

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