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Knot of Isis

At the end of the universe
A blood red cord
Binds life to death
And will to destiny
Let the knot of that red sash
Bind us all together
Cradling our hips
And weaving all our dreams

We are the knot where the two worlds meet
Red magic courses through our veins
Magic of magic, spirit of spirit
We are the power of Isis

We are bound mind to mind
We are heart to heart
Heaven in one hand
Earth in the other
We will walk in harmony

We are the knot where the two worlds meet
Red magic courses through our veins
Magic of magic, spirit of spirit
We are the power of Isis

Give us not consolation
Give us magic
Give us the spell of living well
Give us magic

We are the knot where the two worlds meet
Red magic courses through our veins
Magic of magic, spirit of spirit
We are the power of Isis
We are the power of Isis
We are the power of Isis
Isis, Isis, Isis

translation by Normandi Ellis
Set to music and arranged by Jeni, Denise and Diana

Brighid self blessing

I was in the mood to write on my break this am.

May my words be as considered as Poetry,
May I Reflect on all I do or say,
May I meditate on those things important spiritually
May I seek to know more of the Lore
May I research what I am curious about and what will enable me to grow
May I seek know great Knowledge,
May I acknowledge the intelligence of others
May I comprehend what I seek to learn and apply those lessons
May I know that seeking wisdom is not the same as being wise.
May I be a child of Brighid



The date for Summer Solstice Faire is June 14th

BunniHoTep and Ptah go for a walk

Once upon a time BunniHotep was walking on Temple Row and came across Ptah. Ptah was staring at a half carved obelisk with a chisel in his hand and a puzzled look.

“What’s wrong, Ptah?” asked BunniHotep because something was quite obviously very wrong. Ptah usually looked very happy when he was going about his crafting tasks. It was his job to make and design all the art in the Temples. He had just finished Osiris’s lotus columns so this was very strange.

“I’m stuck,” he said with a sad voice. “I never get stuck and right in the middle of this obelisk too. I have to finish it and I have no idea how. My inspiration just flew away like that ibis there.” He added sadly. “That never happens to me. I have no idea what to write.” He looked even more dejected. Ptah was a god of few words so he had to be upset if he was going on this way. He saved his words for his work.

BunniHoTep decided she needed to shake Ptah’s lost inspiration loose. He had done a lot for her. He had spent a long time crouched down in rabbit-sized tunnels in her Temple carving and painting beautiful scenes. That had to have given him very big amounts of back pain and head bumps. She had to help if just as a thank you for all his hard work.

“How did you get the idea for this obelisk in the first place?” she asked quietly.

“I don’t remember! It’s all gone.” Ptah was almost whining in frustration and this would never do. Gods do not whine!

BunniHoTep made and executive decision and grabbed Ptah’s arm with both her paws and tugged. “Let’s go for a walk. You need to get away from here.” She guided him off Temple Row. She thought Temple Row might be part of the problem. He rarely left it. How can you get an idea if you never go out?

So she walked him down to the docks on the Nile and they sat down and watched Ammit catch frogs for dinner. This aspect of her friendship with Ammit was a little hard to stomach but one makes allowances for friend’s oddities and it might help Ptah. They watched the ibises come and go from their nests, feeding their chicks. They watched the dragonflies buzz back and forth, their blues and oranges flashing brightly in the sun. She watched Ptah start to relax but he still had a sad expression on his face. So she tugged on him again and they continued on their walk.

She decided to walk him thru the Palace gardens, maybe that would help. They walked among the date palms and along the papyrus and lotus pools. They looked at the minnows darting back and forth catching insects for their suppers. They watched a vulture circle around over the desert in the distance. “He looks like he hasn’t a care in the world,” Ptah sighed.

“No, he looks like he’s found dinner,” BunniHotep said and hoped it was no one she knew but Ptah was seeming a bit brighter. “When was the last time you did something besides work for one of us?” She asked Ptah quietly.

“I don’t remember. Everyone keeps me so busy and I hate to say no.”

“Well, let’s make a bargain. Once a week we’ll take a walk off Temple Row. You don’t even have to speak to me when we walk, just be.” They kept walking and BunniHoTep smiled to herself at the small joke she had made. Thoth had made the rabbit hieroglyph the word “Be” and Ptah was too wound up to even remember.

“Let’s go watch the sunset over the Sphinxes. This time of year it goes right down the row of them and I like to watch it and then we can have supper.” Ptah nodded and they went and sat on the steps at the end of the row for their private show from Ra.

“You know something BunniHoTep? You gave me a big present. I think I can go back there tomorrow I know how to finish it. I think I’ll sketch it out tonight on papyrus so I won’t lose it but I know what to do now.” Ptah was very relaxed and smiling a bit now. He leaned back on his elbows and just watched to sun set.

Then the two friends got up and walked companionably back to Temple Row.


BunniHoTep and the Lotus Gardener

Once upon a time BunniHotep decided to go for a hop in the gardens by the Temples. It was a cool day with just a nip in the air but a fresh breeze was blowing so she knew spring would come soon. As she wandered she saw the Osiris hip deep in the mud and she was curious.

“Osiris, what on earth are you doing down in the mud?” She asked. His kilt was thoroughly streaked with mud and his nose had a smudge across it

“I’m planting more lotuses so we have them in spring.” He replied with a smile.

“But you are getting all muddy! What’s Isis going to say when she sees you? You’re dirtier than Horus gets when he plays in the Nile.” BunniHoTep exclaimed.

“Yes, I’m getting a bit dirty aren’t I?” he remarked ruefully,”but it’s worth it just to see these blooms. Have you ever really looked at the lotus? Have you ever noticed how perfect they are? They arise from the blackest of mud but not a speck of dirt blemishes the flower. It rises to seek the sun and follows Ra on his journey and then sinks into the mud at the end of the day to arise again the next. Is there anything more perfect than that?” Osiris cradled a bloom in his hand.

“Did you know Thoth has made the lotus the hieroglyph for life and resurrection to show us we all come from the mud but rise to the sun pure and clean? I can’t think of a better symbol. Bast thought papyrus would be better but I pointed out how lovely a lotus is and Thoth agreed. I’m having them painted on all my Temples at the top of the pillars.”

“I know the whole plant can be eaten because sometimes people bring it to the Temple for an offering but I never really thought about how beautiful they are or where they come from.” Said BunniHoTep.

“Hu blew them into life and I’m so glad she did. The Celestial Sphinx can be quite busy and for once didn’t make me answer 3 questions to get it. She was bored one day and saw that there was nothing of beauty around the so she decided to make them and give them to me as a sort of get well present after I had my little adventure with Set.”

“Well, I’m glad you’re back and I’m sure Isis is too but when did you become the gardener? She asked.

“Oh, this is something I do and give the gardeners the day off. They’ve all gone off to the celebrations so I can work in peace. When I’ve been working with the plants I feel just as renewed as they look. It reminds me that a little hard work can be repaid a hundred fold with beauty and grace both expected and unexpected.”

BunniHoTep sat back on the curb and thought for a minute. She felt peaceful just being here with the plants and Osiris. She nodded to herself. “I’ve always just had vegetables in my garden would you help me plant a few lotuses in my back pond? I think I need to be reminded sometimes to stop being busy and just BE like the lotus.”

Osiris nodded with a grin, “Just let me finish up here and we can go get started, shall we?”

And the two friends gathered up his tools and walked to her Temple in a happy silence.

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