Anne Yarwood

Last few days so beached, I’ve thought of my Aunty Gertie…who spent many an hour, many a day, on the loo: that’s the Legend.

Gertie and Rick lived in those long line, red brick houses in 1930s Liverpool. Privet hedge two feet from front door. Weekly polish; front step…Red Cardinal, letter box…Brasso. Enter the tunnel hall. Stairs straight up left. Parlour on the right. Aspidistra defending the netted window. Proud glass cabinet displayed BEST things… Never opened. Painfully untuned, unplayed piano. Musty still, in my nostrils. A funeral room, on hold….

Next door…. Light… Fire… Hub of the Home…The back kitchen… Black iron range…Clock and two China dogs above…Ancient maiden Aunty Lyle sat sitting in hard-backed chair close to ever- boiling kettle. Mum Lil & Gertie … catching up from their loneliness. Me, sitting there! 

Gertie ‘lost’ Rick years earlier. Took usual cuppa up to him one Sunday afternoon…Dead in bed…Hair still elegantly Brill-creamed. 

To my amazement one quiet afternoon, I spied two discreet tears moving down, down Aunty Gertie’s cheeks.

The Crone Goddess, together with the Mother and Maiden Goddesses, represents part of the circle of life.

In today’s society which worships youth and beauty, the Crone Goddess is frightening and misunderstood as she represents destruction, decay and death.

Positively, she’s depicted as a Grandmother, wise woman, or midwife.  Crone derives from ‘crown’, suggesting wisdom emanating like a halo. Her child bearing days over; she’s the wisdom keeper, seer and healer and midwife, whose knowledge is sought to guide others during life’s hardships and transitions. 

The Middle Ages Church feared these wise women and the esteem from their communities. Many were killed during the Inquisition and the wise woman of old was relegated to the Wicked Witch and Hag Archetype of fairy tales – the meanings of witch and hag deriving from ‘wit’ denoting wisdom and ‘hagio’ meaning holy. Today as women live longer and take more prominent roles within society the tide is starting to turn as they start to reclaim their power.

Friday 21 April 2017 was Britain’s first ever working day without coal power since the Industrial Revolution, according to the National Grid.

The control room tweeted the milestone – it is the first continuous 24-hour coal-free period for Britain since use of the fossil fuel began. West Burton 1 power station, the only coal-fired plant that had been up and running, went offline on Thursday.

Britain was the first country to use coal for electricity when Thomas Edison opened the Holborn Viaduct power station (London 1882).

Hannah Martin, head of energy, Greenpeace UK – “The first day without coal in Britain since the Industrial Revolution marks a watershed in the energy transition. A decade ago, a day without coal would have been unimaginable, and in 10 years’ time our energy system will have radically transformed again’’

Gareth Redmond-King, head of climate and energy, WWF – “Whoever forms the next government after the general election, must prioritise a plan for reducing emissions from all sectors.”

www.theguardian.com/environment/2017/apr/21/britain-set-for-first-coal-free-day-since-the-industrial-revolution

‘This business of petty inconvenience, of being kept waiting about, of having to do everything at other people’s convenience, is inherent in working-class life. A thousand influences constantly press a working man down into a PASSIVE role. He does not act, he is acted on. He feels himself the slave of mysterious authority and has a firm conviction that “they” will never allow him to do this, or that or the other.’

George Orwell  – The Road to Wigan Pier 1936 

Does current folk wisdom say that the experience which most people have of their personal power, has not altered since 1936 ?  Or forever ? Vote Brexit ? Vote Trump ? 

JUST VOTE !

[Pix – Philip Guston, Mural Work and Play, for the Queensbridge Houses Community Center, NYCHA, 1940]

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At the Christian celebration of Easter ..in the midst of the miracle of Spring’s awakening.. we honour the celebration of CONNECTEDNESS in all Faiths

Brian – a good friend of ourselves and of THE ENVIRONMENT, saw this tree in Swinley Forest; an Oak hosting a Rowan.

He is one of a number of friends who share thoughts and observations on a regular basis, around connections between nature and spiritual insights.

We go to a lot of Celebrations of Lives. Not all elderly, either. Carefully setting aside the Faith enfolding of the ceremony…Here’s reflections created by family & friends. Stories from family standing up front, tell us more about the Departed than we ever knew. And there’s those photos of them smiling out at us, usually in their prime. Gosh! How lovely. The dear ones’ favourite music lets the listeners, even farther into the mind of the box’s cargo, lying there under flowers. And the Service Sheets frequently self- published. What a deeply touching wreath of grief, appreciation, relief, ‘wish- I’d – known / done- more’ feelings… all going on in our hearts. Tears. We are scant on wailing in this country, out loud that is. Then standing outside, slowly emerging back into so-called ‘life’. Recently we ‘saw away’ a limo to the cemetery with a golden ‘MUM’ of chrysanthemums. Visiting the grave next day, all golden flowers..gone. Just the wire-framed ‘MUM’ remained and some oasis. Rabbits or maybe Deer ?