This craft project knocked at the door of my imagination since the first days of the past month. Inspired both by online, and onland shop windows, it definitively came into light the day after the Fog Moon Esbat celebration. Thus intercepting as a strike one of the suggested themes for week 46 of the Pagan Blog Project 2013 – that is the Watchtowers or the Guardians of the Quarters.
From the very beginning of my circle opening practice I have always called upon the Quarters visualizing them as realistic lookout towers where steady and proud manly figures stand watching over me. Each one denoting his mother land in his specific anthropological type.
The Mongolian knight riding in the steppe.
The Macedonian soldier pursuing the dyonisian dream.
The Caucasian hunter in the traits of the betrayed rebel hiding into the natives hoods of North America.
The Celtic warrior.
The four corners of the world as I perceive it from where I stand define and rule the spiritual geography I have built for myself as a personal orientation reference in life. And when it comes to magic and rituals I call for their protection. Archetypical as they are, they summon and collect the frames of a peculiar inner landscape where colours and forms follow one another as the times of the year come in succession informed by feasts.
On the occasion of the last full moon the four shades of the combined yarns gave shape to a fashionable variation of a few images related to the main cardinal points. And the pictures evoked by Lisa Thiel in her Invocation chant on The Circle of the Seasons album helped the creative flow.
Pearl grey for the wind blowing from the eastern moors. Grape for the reddish flame coming from the southern Dragon Mouth. Pale blue for the western waters of wisdom. And mustard yellow to symbolize the northern earth and soil. The four crochet chains encircled in a soft yarn recalling all of them. Each one enriched with a nickel free spiral.
Necklace and scarf, the artifact wishes to embrace the Goddess with gratitude to the guardians, calling upon her presence during the winter months and cycles. Some kind of a perpetuity of the opened circle in the everyday life. As my mother clearheadedly suggested at the end of the ritual.
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