Marina as Welsh Goddess:
Arianrhod / Cerridwen / Blodeuwedd / Branwen / Don / Olwen

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we're not kids anymore.
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Marina as Welsh Goddess:
Arianrhod / Cerridwen / Blodeuwedd / Branwen / Don / Olwen
Cerridwen by Marne Adler
Rhiannon (“Great Queen”)
Self-trust, healing, resilience
Birds, horses, dogs, moon (waning), music, air
White and gold
The Little Mermaid 1989
Do you guys know how long it took me to work out that he has seven daughters because there are seven seas?
Decades.
Which sea is Ariel?
Fucking red sea. Have you seen her hair.
Attina- Bering sea (Bering is the largest, Attina is the oldest)
Alana- Black sea (hair)
Adella- Mediterranean sea (personality is romantic)
Aquata- Coral sea (personality is shy)
Arista- White sea (hair)
Andrina- Caribbean sea (personality is carefree)
Ariel- Red sea (hair)
Omg.
Was their mother the Dead Sea?
And I guess that makes Prince Eric Moses because he parted the Red Sea 😏
savage
“hey officer, would you like to buy some marijuana”
love 2 learn new things
Epona:
She is a Gallo-Roman goddess - the patron of horses, ponies, mules and donkeys. As Roman influence increased in Gaul, her protections also grew to include cavalry. Unusually for a Celtic deity, she had a feast day in the Roman calendar: December 18.
Images of Epona often included a pair of horses or foals, often with the goddess between them. She was also sometimes shown with grain or a cornucopia, suggesting fertility aspects. Shrines to Epona have been found in Roman stables and seem to have been decorated with fresh flowers.
3° Morrigan Morrigan is one of the most important Irish deities, one of the “warrior rages” of Irish myths, goddess of war, death and fate. Morrigan is part of the Túatha Dé Danann, she is the daughter of Fiacha mac Delbaíth and Ernmas and sister of Badb and Macha. She is described as a shapeshifter, who especially likes to assume the shape of a crow, so flies over the battlefields and devours corpses. Sometimes she shows herself as an old woman calling warriors prepare to death. She also occurs as an eel, a red-eared white cow, a gray-red wolf, or a woman or giantess washing bloody clothes near battlefields, and she is able to age or rejuvenate at will too. Her shape-shifting characteristic brings her closer to the figure of the druid as a bard-sorcerer, a role she takes on in some stories, singing songs to bring victory, practicing divination and predicting the future. She is also linked to fertility and sexuality, and some stories attribute to it an insatiable sexual desire; she seduce soldiers before battle, and lead her lovers to victory.
Hera loves, supports, and cares for transwomen pass it on.
Rhiannon
Wisdom
The Lord possessed me at the beginning of His way, before His works of old. I have been established from everlasting, from the beginning, before there was ever an earth. When there were no depths I was brought forth, when there were no fountains abounding with water. Before the mountains were settled, before the hills, I was brought forth; while as yet He had not made the earth or the fields, or the primal dust of the world. When He prepared the heavens, I was there, when He drew a circle on the face of the deep, when He established the clouds above, when He strengthened the fountains of the deep, when He assigned to the sea its limit, so that the waters would not transgress His command, when He marked out the foundations of the earth, then I was beside Him as a master craftsman; and I was daily His delight, rejoicing always before Him, rejoicing in His inhabited world, and my delight was with the sons of men.
Proverbs 8:22-31
Prayers To (Some) Celtic Deities for the US on Election Day
(My personal pantheon is in the process of coalescing. Please excuse the seemingly random eclecticism.)
Gods help us, frightened Americans, today and the next few days, during and after this presidential election if you will. If Biden wins the election, we will make raucous noise in Your honor. Then, in the morning, we rise to start the work of advocacy and activism over again. If he loses, oh great ones, we ask You battle with us. May we find a measure of Your strength and power within ourselves.
Henfyych Rhiannon/Rigantona! Rigantona please help us choose the most appropriate leader, the one marginally more wise and principled. Donald Trump has shown himself craven, corrupt, and cowardly. His administration is devastating for the health of the land and its inhabitants. Great Queen, revoke his claim to power, break him down because of his arrogance, cast off his victorious crown! May his whole estate be a howling wasteland until he leaves (or is thrown out of) office. If Biden should win, and show himself likewise unworthy of power, do not spare him either until he, too, is gone.
Henfyych Branwen! White Raven, evil rulers cause wanton destruction and needless bloodshed, the cops harass, attack, and arrest peaceful protesters, especially protestors of color, and shoot and murder unarmed people, especially people of color/with disabilities and/or the poor. Be with those targeted, and the families forced to grieve the dead and gravely injured. Be especially close to the prisoners. Even those locked in quarantine with abusive partners. May all voices, especially the voices of the oppressed, be heard. May we help free those imprisoned by ICE, or by for-profit prisons and their parasitic administrators and associates.
Henfyych Arianrhod! Goddess of the Silver Wheel, of the Northern Crown, and of justice! Our land is rife with inequality. Please take up the cause of those of us whose reproductive rights will be further imperiled after the latest Supreme Court confirmation. Be, also, with those of us assigned a gender at birth that doesn’t match the truth we know about ourselves: trans and/or nonbinary people who get harassed, or erased in turns. You know what it’s like to have Your bodily autonomy disrespected. Please be with those who don’t have control and sovereignty over their own bodies, let alone a basic assurance of safety in the world in those bodies. Please send the rainbow from Your fortress to dispel any violence against trans, queer, gay, lesbian communities and/or women.
Henfyych Ceridwen, You sought to give Your son, Morfran, Awen and to advocate for Him, whose appearance was not only an “impairment”, but a disabling condition in the society in which He lived. (Afgaddu, His other name, meaning “utter darkness” was said to be hairy as a goat, causing others to flee from him! Praise be that He found His place as a warrior, where He turned prejudice to His advantage!) Goddess, please be with and aid those of us with chronic/illnesses, mental illnesses, and disabilities who struggle to get therapy, medicine, or adaptive equipment; and all with those loaded down with the unsubsizied cost of lifesaving healthcare.
Briganti, High One, Matron of the Brigantes, You are the great healer and protector of your people, please fight with us now against COVID-19 (especially with indigenous people and people of color in the US who have been hit hardest by the virus because of societal inequity). So many of us are exhausted by overwhelm, fear, and anger. Please take up arms again with those of us who have no choice but to mount a some defense. Please lend us Your fiery strength to protect the living earth, it’s creeks, rivers, oceans; its forests, mountains, and valleys. Help us humans not to encroach on the habitats of animals from whom we can contract new diseases because it is the right thing to do, for both the nonhuman and human worlds.
Taranus, Mighty One whose thunder heralds nourishing rain, God of the oak and Sharer of Jupiter’s eagle, honor and praise to You. Great King, for four turns of the sun wheel, an imposter has occupied the greatest seat of power in our country. Instead of working for and aiding the people and serving the land, instead of reciprocity, he only enriches himself, his friends, and his family. He breaks environmental regulations and his oaths and lies continually, yet faces no accountability. In fact, the richest one percent of people hoard most of th world’s wealth—the rich get richer and the poor get poorer, and if one is rich, they can sometimes get away with literal murder (not to mention fraud, extortion, and exploitation in general). Lend us Your aid in fighting these wrongs, One of Thunder, for out of all, You must know what responsibility great power brings.
Thank you gods, thank you.
Thank you women of color. Thank you Stacy Abrams
WTF??!!
Life!?!?!? For stealing hedge trimmers!?!?!?
NPR article for more information
I was able to find a few email addresses and phone numbers on the official Louisiana Supreme website
Clerk of Court Hon. John Tarlton Olivier
400 Royal Street, New Orleans, LA 70130
P: (504) 310-2300
Email: [email protected]
Judicial Administrator’s Office Sandra A. Vujnovich
400 Royal Street, Suite 1190, New Orleans, LA 70130
P: (504) 310-2550
Court Public Information Coordinator Trina S. Vincent
400 Royal Street, Suite 1190, New Orleans, LA 70130
P: (504) 310-2590
Email: [email protected]
Names of the Judges that voted against the appeal:
William J. Crain
Scott J. Crichton
James T. Genovese
Jefferson D. Hughes III
John L. Weimer
Prayers To (Some) Celtic Deities for the US on Election Day
(My personal pantheon is in the process of coalescing. Please excuse the seemingly random eclecticism.)
Gods help us, frightened Americans, today and the next few days, during and after this presidential election if you will. If Biden wins the election, we will make raucous noise in Your honor. Then, in the morning, we rise to start the work of advocacy and activism over again. If he loses, oh great ones, we ask You battle with us. May we find a measure of Your strength and power within ourselves.
Henfyych Rhiannon/Rigantona! Rigantona please help us choose the most appropriate leader, the one marginally more wise and principled. Donald Trump has shown himself craven, corrupt, and cowardly. His administration is devastating for the health of the land and its inhabitants. Great Queen, revoke his claim to power, break him down because of his arrogance, cast off his victorious crown! May his whole estate be a howling wasteland until he leaves (or is thrown out of) office. If Biden should win, and show himself likewise unworthy of power, do not spare him either until he, too, is gone.
Henfyych Branwen! White Raven, evil rulers cause wanton destruction and needless bloodshed, the cops harass, attack, and arrest peaceful protesters, especially protestors of color, and shoot and murder unarmed people, especially people of color/with disabilities and/or the poor. Be with those targeted, and the families forced to grieve the dead and gravely injured. Be especially close to the prisoners. Even those locked in quarantine with abusive partners. May all voices, especially the voices of the oppressed, be heard. May we help free those imprisoned by ICE, or by for-profit prisons and their parasitic administrators and associates.
Henfyych Arianrhod! Goddess of the Silver Wheel, of the Northern Crown, and of justice! Our land is rife with inequality. Please take up the cause of those of us whose reproductive rights will be further imperiled after the latest Supreme Court confirmation. Be, also, with those of us assigned a gender at birth that doesn’t match the truth we know about ourselves: trans and/or nonbinary people who get harassed, or erased in turns. You know what it’s like to have Your bodily autonomy disrespected. Please be with those who don’t have control and sovereignty over their own bodies, let alone a basic assurance of safety in the world in those bodies. Please send the rainbow from Your fortress to dispel any violence against trans, queer, gay, lesbian communities and/or women.
Henfyych Ceridwen, You sought to give Your son, Morfran, Awen and to advocate for Him, whose appearance was not only an “impairment”, but a disabling condition in the society in which He lived. (Afgaddu, His other name, meaning “utter darkness” was said to be hairy as a goat, causing others to flee from him! Praise be that He found His place as a warrior, where He turned prejudice to His advantage!) Goddess, please be with and aid those of us with chronic/illnesses, mental illnesses, and disabilities who struggle to get therapy, medicine, or adaptive equipment; and all with those loaded down with the unsubsizied cost of lifesaving healthcare.
Briganti, High One, Matron of the Brigantes, You are the great healer and protector of your people, please fight with us now against COVID-19 (especially with indigenous people and people of color in the US who have been hit hardest by the virus because of societal inequity). So many of us are exhausted by overwhelm, fear, and anger. Please take up arms again with those of us who have no choice but to mount a some defense. Please lend us Your fiery strength to protect the living earth, it’s creeks, rivers, oceans; its forests, mountains, and valleys. Help us humans not to encroach on the habitats of animals from whom we can contract new diseases because it is the right thing to do, for both the nonhuman and human worlds.
Taranus, Mighty One whose thunder heralds nourishing rain, God of the oak and Sharer of Jupiter’s eagle, honor and praise to You. Great King, for four turns of the sun wheel, an imposter has occupied the greatest seat of power in our country. Instead of working for and aiding the people and serving the land, instead of reciprocity, he only enriches himself, his friends, and his family. He breaks environmental regulations and his oaths and lies continually, yet faces no accountability. In fact, the richest one percent of people hoard most of th world’s wealth—the rich get richer and the poor get poorer, and if one is rich, they can sometimes get away with literal murder (not to mention fraud, extortion, and exploitation in general). Lend us Your aid in fighting these wrongs, One of Thunder, for out of all, You must know what responsibility great power brings.
“To live in Wales is to be conscious At dusk of the spilled blood That went into the making of the wild sky, Dyeing the immaculate rivers In all their courses. It is to be aware, Above the noisy tractor And hum of the machine Of strife in the strung woods, Vibrant with sped arrows. You cannot live in the present, At least not in Wales. There is the language for instance, The soft consonants Strange to the ear. There are cries in the dark at night As owls answer the moon, And thick ambush of shadows, Hushed at the fields’ corners. There is no present in Wales, And no future; There is only the past, Brittle with relics, Wind-bitten towers and castles With sham ghosts; Mouldering quarries and mines; And an impotent people, Sick with inbreeding, Worrying the carcase of an old song. To live in Wales is to be conscious At dusk of the spilled blood That went into the making of the wild sky, Dyeing the immaculate rivers In all their courses. It is to be aware, Above the noisy tractor And hum of the machine Of strife in the strung woods, Vibrant with sped arrows. You cannot live in the present, At least not in Wales. There is the language for instance, The soft consonants Strange to the ear. There are cries in the dark at night As owls answer the moon, And thick ambush of shadows, Hushed at the fields’ corners. There is no present in Wales, And no future; There is only the past, Brittle with relics, Wind-bitten towers and castles With sham ghosts; Mouldering quarries and mines; And an impotent people, Sick with inbreeding, Worrying the carcase of an old song.”
— Welsh Landscape by R. S. Thomas