Announcement

Collapse
No announcement yet.

Legends and Myths

Collapse
X
  • Filter
  • Time
  • Show
Clear All
new posts

  • #46
    sry not sure if the above was posted in right section but it made me smile
    Your only purpose is to Know

    Comment


    • #47
      Yes is the good section no prob funny story i appreciate joke to

      Comment


      • #48
        At one time, people became very evil. They were so busy doing evil deeds that they neglected the gods. Only those in the high Andes mountains were honest and true.

        One day, two brothers who lived in the high Andes mountains noticed their llamas were acting strangely. They asked the llamas why they were staring up at the sky. The llamas answered that they were told by the stars that a great flood was coming. The brothers believed the llamas. They moved their families and flocks into a cave they found on the highest mountain.

        It began to rain. The rain continued for four months and four days. At last the rain stopped. The water receded. The brothers and their families repopulated the earth.

        The llamas were most grateful to the stars for warning them about the flood. That is why llamas prefer to live on the mountain tops, safe from floods, and near their friends, the stars.

        Comment


        • #49
          Originally posted by Rum View Post
          Paddy had long heard of an amazing family tradition,

          It seems that his father, grandfather and great grandfather had all been able to walk on water on their 18th birthdays.

          On that special day, they had each walked across the lake to the pub for their first legal drink.

          So when Paddys 18th came around he and his pal Mick took a boat out to the middle of the lake, Paddy stepped out of the boat and nearly drowned ! Mick only just managed to pull him back into the boat.

          Furious and confused, Paddy went to see his Grandmother. Grandma he asked "tis me 18th birthday, so why can't I walk across the lake like me father, me fathers father and his fathers father before him ?"

          Granny looked deeply into Paddy's troubled brown eyes and said. " Because yr father yr grandfather and yer great grandfather were all born in December when the lake is frozen and ye were born in August ya idiot."
          lmao LOVE IT

          Comment


          • #50
            An Inca Legend

            It is related that everything was destroyed in the flood called uñu pachacuti. It must now be known that Viracocha Pachayachachi, when he destroyed that land as has been already recounted, preserved three men, one of them named Taguapaca, that they might serve and help him in the creation of new people who had to be made in the second age after the deluge, which was done in this manner.

            The flood being passed and the land dry, Viracocha determined to people it a second time, and, to make it more perfect, he decided upon creating luminaries to give it light. With this object he went, with his servants, to a great lake in the Collao, in which there is an island called Titicaca, the meaning being "the rock of lead," of which we shall treat in the first part. Viracocha went to this island, and presently ordered that the sun, moon, and stars should come forth, and be set in the heavens to give light to the world, and it was so.

            They say that the moon was created brighter than the sun, which made the sun jealous at the time when they rose into the sky. So the sun threw over the moon's face a handful of ashes, which gave it the shaded color it now presents. This frontier lake of Chucuito, in the territory of the Collao, is 57 leagues to the south of Cuzco. Viracocha gave various orders to his servants, but Taguapaca disobeyed the commands of Viracocha.

            So Viracocha was enraged against Taguapaca, and ordered the other two servants to take him, tie him hands and feet, and launch him in a balsa on the lake. This was done. Taguapaca was blaspheming against Viracocha for the way he was treated, and threatening that he would return and take vengeance, when he was carried by the water down the drain of the same lake, and was not seen again for a long time. This done, Viracocha made a sacred idol in that place, as a place for worship and as a sign of what he had there created.

            Leaving the island, he passed by the lake to the main land, taking with him the two servants who survived. He went to a place now called Tiahuanacu in the province of Collasuyu, and in this place he sculptured and designed on a great piece of stone, all the nations that he intended to create.

            This done, he ordered his two servants to charge their memories with the names of all tribes that he had depicted, and of the valleys and provinces where they were to come forth, which were those of the whole land. He ordered that each one should go by a different road, naming the tribes, and ordering them all to go forth and people the country.

            His servants, obeying the command of Viracocha, set out on their journey and work. One went by the mountain range or chain which they call the heights over the plains on the South Sea. The other went by the heights which overlook the wonderful mountain ranges which we call the Andes, situated to the east of the said sea.

            By these roads they went, saying with a loud voice "Oh you tribes and nations, hear and obey the order of Ticci Viracocha Pachayachachi, which commands you to go forth, and multiply and settle the land." Viracocha himself did the same along the road between those taken by his two servants, naming all the tribes and places by which he passed.

            At the sound of his voice every place obeyed, and people came forth, some from lakes, others from fountains, valleys, caves, trees, rocks and hills, spreading over the land and multiplying to form the nations which are today in Peru.

            Others affirm that this creation of Viracocha was made from the Titicaca site where, having originally formed some shapes of large strong men which seemed to him out of proportion, he made them again of his stature which was, as they say, the average height of men, and being made he gave them life.

            Thence they set out to people the land. As they spoke one language previous to starting, they built those edifices, the ruins of which may still be seen, before they set out. This was for the residence of Viracocha, their maker. After departing they varied their languages, noting the cries of wild beasts, insomuch that, coming across each other afterwards, those could not understand who had before been relations and neighbors.

            Whether it was in one way or the other, all agree that Viracocha was the creator of these people. They have the tradition that he was a man of medium height, white and dressed in a white robe like an alb secured round the waist, and that he carried a staff and a book in his hands.

            Besides this they tell of a strange event; how that Viracocha, after he had created all people, went on his road and came to a place where many men of his creation had congregated. This place is now called Cacha. When Viracocha arrived there, the inhabitants were estranged owing to his dress and bearing. They murmured at it and proposed to kill him from a hill that was near.

            They took their weapons there, and gathered together with evil intentions against Viracocha. He, falling on his knees on some plain ground, with his hands clasped, fire from above came down upon those on the hill, and covered all the place, burning up the earth and stones like straw. Those bad men were terrified at the fearful fire. They came down from the hill, and sought pardon from Viracocha for their sin.

            Viracocha was moved by compassion. He went to the flames and put them out with his staff. But the hill remained quite parched up, the stones being rendered so light by the burning that a very large stone which could not have been carried on a cart, could be raised easily by one man. This may be seen at this day, and it is a wonderful sight to behold this hill, which is a quarter of a league in extent, all burnt up. It is in the Collao.

            After this Viracocha continued his journey and arrived at a place called Urcos, 6 leagues to the south of Cuzco. Remaining there some days he was well served by the natives of that neighborhood. At the time of his departure, he made them a celebrated huaca or statue, for them to offer gifts to and worship; to which statue the Incas, in after times, offered many rich gifts of gold and other metals, and above all a golden bench. When the Spaniards entered Cuzco they found it, and appropriated it to themselves. It was worth $17,000. The Marquis Don Francisco Pizarro took it himself, as the share of the General.

            Returning to the subject of the fable, Viracocha continued his journey, working his miracles and instructing his created beings. In this way he reached the territory on the equinoctial line, where are now Puerto Viejo and Manta. Here he was joined by his servants. Intending to leave the land of Peru, he made a speech to those he had created, apprising them of the things that would happen.

            He told them that people would come, who would say that they were Viracocha their creator, and that they were not to believe them; but that in the time to come he would send his messengers who would protect and teach them. Having said this he went to sea with his two servants, and went traveling over the water as if it was land, without sinking. For they appeared like foam over the water, and the people, therefore, gave them the name of Viracocha which is the same as to say the grease or foam of the sea.

            At the end of some years after Viracocha departed, they say that Taguapaca, whom Viracocha ordered to be thrown into the lake of Titicaca in the Collao, as has already been related, came back and began, with others, to preach that he was Viracocha. Although at first the people were doubtful, they finally saw that it was false, and ridiculed them.

            This absurd fable of their creation is held by these barbarians and they affirm and believe it as if they had really seen it to happen and come to pass.

            Comment


            • #51
              The Pleiades – Seven Sisters

              Of all the constellations in the sky, no
              group of stars has been known longer nor had
              more different stories, legends, or myths told
              about it than the Pleiades. There are at least
              43 different stories or names for them.
              However, there are only two that are closely
              related to the Greek heroes or gods.
              The Pleiades, according to the first
              Greek myth, were the seven daughters of
              Pleione and Atlas, the giant who bears the world upon his shoulders. These
              seven maidens, along with their sisters the Hyades, (these are the small stars
              forming the face of Tarus) were transformed into stars because of their
              “amiable virtues and mutual affection” and because of their great sorrow at the
              burden imposed upon their father, Atlas.
              The second myth concerning the Pleiades tells how they were so beautiful
              that Orion was constantly chasing them, which caused them a great amount of
              discomfort. They appealed to Zeus for help and in pity for them he changed
              them into doves. As doves they then flew up into the sky and found a hiding
              place among the stars.
              sigpic <==== *The world through my eyes *

              Comment


              • #52
                The Deathless Hoyl Bird

                In Jewish mythology theres a story about the hoyl—a bird that, like the phoenix, is devoured by divine fire only to rise from its own ashes. Legend says that after Adam and Eve ate the forbidden fruit in the Garden of Eden, Adam offered the fruit to all of the animals. The hoyl bird was the only one that refused to eat the fruit that God had said must never be eaten. As a reward, the hoyl received a kind of immortality. It never dies but only goes to sleep, after which fire destroys it. An egg remains, however, and from that egg a full-grown hoyl hatches anew.



                Last edited by SoundSleeper; 02-14-2012, 05:44 AM.
                sigpic <==== *The world through my eyes *

                Comment


                • #53
                  Robin Hood

                  From the first time men spoke of him, Robin Hood was believed to have been a real person. Through the centuries there has been much speculation as to who he was, however his identity remains unknown. No one could provide authentic records of his activities, but five of the oldest surviving poems or ballads as they are now called, tell us much of what is known about the legend of this English outlaw.

                  Robin Hood and the Monk, Robin Hood and the Potter, Robin Hood and Guy of Gisborne, Robin Hoode his Death, and A Lytell Geste of Robyn Hode, existed in the fifteenth or early sixteenth centuries. The Gest, the longest of the ballads, is divided into eight sections or “fyttes”. There were eight printed editions before 1600; one of the earliest came from the press of Wynken de Word, printed between 1492 and 1534.

                  Another edition is possibly from the press of Jan van Doesborch at Antwerp and is dated 1510-1515; it is simply titled the Gest of Robyn Hode. Yet another edition is from William Copland; this has the title of the Mery Geste of Robyn Hoode, and is dated around 1560. There is also an edition by Richard Pynson that has survived in fragments. The word Gest meant a tale of exploits or a romantic story; this enigmatic tale could have been written down as early as 1400.

                  In a text of William Langland’s Piers Plowman, the character named Sloth says:

                  I do not know my paternoster perfectly as the priest sings it.

                  But I know rhymes of Robin Hood and Randolph Earl of Chester.

                  This was written about 1377, which proves there were ‘rhymes’ of Robin Hood in the fourteenth century.

                  The Gest begins with:


                  Lythe and listin gentilmen

                  That be of frebore blode

                  I shall you tel of a gode yeman

                  His name was Robyn Hode

                  The third fytte begins with:

                  Lyth and lystyn gentilmen

                  All that nowe be here

                  Of Litell Johnn that was the knightes man

                  Goode myrth ye shall here

                  Robin Hood and the Monk was originally described as the ‘talkyng of the munke and Robyn Hode’. These two ballads at least, were possibly written by minstrels who recited or read them to an audience.


                  http://www.robinhoodlegend.com/
                  Water which is too pure has no fish -- Ts'ai Ken T'an

                  Comment


                  • #54
                    The Seven Swan Brothers

                    A king had seven sons and a daughter, all of whom he pampered. His wife was no longer living, so the king remarried. The new queen couldn’t stand her step-children, so she started telling the king how ill-mannered his children were until the king no longer cared for them.

                    When she was sure her husband wouldn’t inquire too closely, the queen changed her step-sons into seven swans. She told the king that they had refused to come home and had been lost in the woods. The king wasn’t sorry to lose his disobedient sons, but their sister Lisette knew what her step-mother had done. Lisette begged the king to be allowed to look for her brothers, and after a year of Lisette’s tears, the king relented. He allowed her one week to search the wood for her brothers.

                    Trudging through the woods, Lisette became exhausted. She lay down for a nap, but her sleep was interrupted by the sound of wings. She woke up and saw seven swans with gold crowns. Just as the sun set over the ocean, the seven swans lost their feathers and became Lisette’s brothers. They told her that they lived in a land across the sea, so far away that they could only cross the sea on the longest day of the year. During the day they lived as swans, but at night they regained their human form.

                    The seven brothers decided to take Lisette back with them across the sea. To carry her, they wove a basket of willows. As they passed over the castle of the Fairy Queen Morgana, that queen visited Lisette in a dream. The queen told Lisette that the only way to release her brothers from their spell was to make them each a shirt woven from yarn made from the kind of stinging nettles that are found only in churchyards. Further, the queen told Lisette that she must not utter a word the whole time, or the spell would fail.

                    As the children arrived in distant country, the sun was setting. As the brothers turned back into human form, Lisette told them about her dream. Then, she began working on the shirts.

                    One day the king of that country was out hunting. He came across Lisette at her work and fell in love with her. When Lisette did not object, the king carried her back to his castle and married her. However, the king’s chancellor was jealous of Lisette. He spied on her, saw her gathering nettles in the churchyard at night, and accused her of sorcery. Lisette couldn’t speak in her own defense, and she was condemned to be burned at the stake. As she walked to her execution, she carried the shirts she had made with her. As the executioner led LIsette to the pyre, her swan brothers came flying to her rescue. Lisette threw the shirts over them and they became human once more, all except the youngest brother, who had a swan’s wing in place of one of his arms because Lisette had not had time to finish his shirt.

                    The spell broken, Lisette was free from her vow of silence. She told her husband the story and he was proud to have such a resourceful and determined wife, as well as seven strong and handsome brothers in law.
                    sigpic <==== *The world through my eyes *

                    Comment


                    • #55
                      "Dame Blanche" redirects here. For the French wine grape also known as Dame Blanche, see Folle Blanche.
                      For the Spanish wine grape also known as Dame Blanche, see Doña Blanca. For another French wine grape known as Dame Blanche, see Jurançon (grape). For other uses, see White women (mythology) and White Lady (disambiguation).
                      In French mythology or folklore, Dames Blanches (meaning literally white ladies) were female spirits or supenatural beings, comparable to the White Women of both Dutch and Germanic mythology. The Dames Blanches were reported in the region of Lorraine (Lotharingen) and Normandy. They appear (as Damas blancas, in Occitan), in the Pyrenees mountains, where they were supposed to appear near caves and caverns.
                      Thomas Keightley (1870) describes the Dames Blanches as a type of Fée known in Normandy "who are of a less benevolent character." They lurk in narrow places such as ravines, fords, and on bridges, and try to attract passerby attention. They may require one to join in her dance or assist her in order to pass. If assisted she "makes him many courtesies, and then vanishes." One such Dame was known as La Dame d'Apringy who appeared in a ravine at the Rue Quentin at Bayeux in Normandy, where one must dance with her a few rounds to pass. Those who refused were thrown into the thistles and briar, while those who danced were not harmed. Another Dame was known on a narrow bridge in the district of Falaise, named the Pont d'Angot. She only allowed people to pass if they went on their knees to her. Anyone who refused was tormented by the lutins, cats, owls, and other creatures who helped her.
                      [edit]Origins

                      J. A. MacCulloch believes Dames Blanches are one of the recharacterizations of pre-Christian female goddesses, and suggested their name Dame may have derived from the ancient guardian goddesses known as the Matres, by looking at old inscriptions to guardian goddesses, specifically inscriptions to "the Dominæ, who watched over the home, perhaps became the Dames of mediæval folk-lore."
                      The Dames Blanches have close counterparts in both name and characterization in neighboring northern countries: In Germany the Weisse Frauen and in the Dutch Low Countries the Witte Wieven.

                      Comment


                      • #56
                        GUANINA

                        Guanina was a Taino Indian princess in love with Don Cristobal de Sotomayor, a Spanish officer who had come to Boriquen to conquer and colonize. Her brother, Guaybana, was the principal chief of the Tainos who hated the Spaniards because of the way they had mistreated and betrayed the Tainos. He swore revenge against the Spaniards. Juan Gonzalez, Sotomayor’s aide, found out about the plan to kill his captain and tried to warn him. Sotomayor would not hear of the planned uprising. He sent for Guaybana and for some of his men to carry his baggage, since he was going to Caparra, the capital.
                        Guanina begged him not to go because she knew that he was going to die and that it would be her own brother who would kill him. Sotomayor did not change his plans, and the next morning set out with Guaybana and his men to the city. On the way, he and five other Spaniards were attacked by the Tainos, and Sotomayor was killed. When Guanina was given the news of her lover’s death, she tried to bring him back to life through her kisses and caresses.

                        The Taino elders considered Guanina a traitor, and decided to offer her as a sacrifice to the gods as a sign of their gratitude in succeeding in their attack. When they went to get Guanina, they found her dead with her head resting on Sotomayor’s bloody chest. The two were buried together near a giant ceiba tree and on their tomb red hibiscus and white lilies appeared as if by magic. These flowers represent the true and passionate love these two souls felt for each other. The legend has it that on occasion, the huge ceiba tree casts a shadow over the land, a soft breeze gently moves the leaves and whispering sounds are heard, then Guanina and Sotomayor come out of the tomb to look at the evening star and kiss each other under the light of the moon.

                        Sotomayor’s actual death took place in the year 1511. The original retelling by Cayetano Coll y Toste was written in the style of the early nineteenth century with words which would be difficult to understand today by many adults and children. Jose Ramirez Rivera has translated twelve of these legends into English and rewritten the Spanish versions so that students may be able to read and understand these stories easier. His Leyendas Puertorriquenas (Puerto Rican Tales) are modern versions of tales from the colonial times.

                        In analyzing this tale, some research needs to be done in preparation for the actual reading. Information on the Tainos as recorded by the Spaniards; the reasons for further explorations by Colon; how the Tainos felt about the Spaniards when they first arrived on Boriquen; and, why the Indians rebelled against the invaders.

                        Comment


                        • #57
                          ach...I,m always out of thanks buttons by the time I get here
                          So hugs instead

                          Legend of White BUffalo Calf Woman

                          According to the story passed down by Lakota elders for 19 generations (about 500 years), someday a white buffalo calf would be born in fulfillment of prophecy. On August 19, 1994, a brown eyed white buffalo calf was born into the small herd at a hobby farm in Janesville, Wisconsin. The elders acknowledged the birth as a sign that White Buffalo Calf Woman's prophecy was being fulfilled. The calf was named "Miracle". As she grew, her colour changed into the brown of an ordinary buffalo. She wasn't even an albino! That's how sacred this buffalo and the prophecy actually are.
                          The legend says that one Autumn, 19 generations ago, the Indian people out on the prairie experienced an unprecendented hardship. The season was the "Moon of the Ripe Plums" and no buffalos could be found. For as long as anyone could remember, an abundance of the shaggy buffalos filled their land. The sky was filled with infinite stars and the land was covered with buffalos as far as the eye could see. Suddenly, they disappeared. The people were not only hungry, they were also anxious about approaching winter. Always during this season of "Indian Summer" the camp was bustling with the activity of tanning extra robes & drying supplies of meat for hte cold moons ahead when deep snow would keep them inside their tipis. Suddenly, these staving people had no daily tasks to fulfill. Their normal routines turned to depression and concern. They believed that the crisis was happening for some reason, yet no one could understand why the buffalos had left. Always, the buffalos had taken care of the people like dependable grandparents.
                          One day two scouts went out in search of buffalo. The sun was near the horizon and it was almost time to turn back towards camp. Suddenly they spotted a lone buffalo approaching from the direction of the north. This buffalo came closer.
                          "Oh no," declared the first man, disappointedly, that's not a buffalo, it's just a woman."
                          The figure came forward.
                          "Hey," he nudged his friend, "this woman's good to look at, I know what I'm gonna do with her". It was the typical way that this man and others always viewed women....as a challenge for conquest, as a means to satisfy his need for pleasure.
                          "Hold on," warned the second scout, "can't you see that this is a special woman? Look at the beautiful colours of the quillwork on her dress. Those are sacred patterns. None of the women in our tribe have ever used such marvelous designs. I think she's a holy woman."
                          As the woman dressed in white buckskin came closer, the men saw that she carried a medicine bundle made of buffalo fur over her shoulder.
                          The first man continued to feel lust for the beautiful mystery woman, who now stood in front of them. Because she actually was a spirit woman, she could 'hear' his thoughts. She looked at the first man and invited him to come closer. He imagined it was his charm and 'way with women' that was attracting her attention. He approached, and as she touched his arm, a white cloud suddenly dropped from the sky and covered the pair. The second man watched in dismay. As the cloud settled to the ground, his friend was no longer a man. At the feet of the mysterious woman lay a pile of bones. Some of the elders say that snakes were crawling in and out of those bones, too.
                          Turning to go, with a shaking voice, the remaining scout spoke to the woman, "I'm not like that man. I won't bother you, and I'm heading back to my people right now."
                          "It's okay," reassured the woman,"I understand all that is happening here. Your lives have grown out of balance. One source of the imbalance is the way that the woman is perceived. This man has always seen women as only a way to satisfy his needs. To his way of thinking, women are here to serve the men. I come from the Buffalo Nation and in this medicine bundle, I carry teachings that will help your people. Your people need to learn new ways of looking at the world. When you change your thinking and practices, the buffalo will come again to take care of you. For now, you must return to your camp and prepare for my visit. Make a big ceremonial lodge and in a few days I shall come."




                          This man did as he was asked, and a speciallodge was prepared for the visitor. A few days later all the people gathered around. A sacred altar had been prepared, and the mysterious woman went there. She knelt on the ground and opened the bundle made of buffalo hide. The mystical woman brought out the stone bowl and the wooden stem of a sacred pipe. It was the very first pipe known to these Indian people. She explained how the two parts, the wooden stem and the stone bowl, represent the male and female aspects of life.
                          She explained, "The stone bowl is of the Earth and symbolizes the woman. Just as all life comes from Mother Earth, the life of a human comes through the mother. The stem is made of the tree, which represents the man. The tree grows from the Earth and a baby boy is born from his mother. The sacred feminine is the source of life."
                          She joined the two parts together, "when the two parts come together to make a sacred pipe, its akin to the sacred power to create new life given to a husband and wife."
                          Next, she took some herbs from her bundle and spoke about the medicine gifts of the plants. She put the herbs into the bowl and lit the pipe. She held the stem to her lips and drew in the smoke. Gently, she released the smoke into the air.
                          "Now," she told everyone, "whenever you pray with the pipe in this way, you can actually see your prayers rising to the Creator in the smoke.." She passed the pipe around for everyone to share. "Now your prayers are visible."
                          She continued with her teachings, "Your lives have grown out of balance and this is why the buffalos have disappeared. They are not feeling respected. The hunters have known how to find and kill buffalo. Now, whenever they practice prayers with the sacred pipe, they will remember to take the buffalo's lives with reverence and gratitude. Your lives have grown out of balance. The physical side of hunting has become more important than the spiritual impact of taking the life of a buffalo. In another way, your lives are out of balance. It's become normal for you to think that a man is more powerful and more important than a woman. A woman is not strong enough to hunt the buffalos that sustain your lives. Many women have become like servants to the men here. And most men see women only as a means for giving them pleasure. The pipe will be a constant reminder of the importance of woman as a sacred being who is like Mother Earth who is the source of all life. The bowl and the stem are equally important parts of the pipe."



                          Next, the woman took another object from her bundle. It was a flat stone with seven circles inscribed around the circumference of the stone. Each circle was smaller thatn the one before, giving the look of a spiral. She explained, "Each of these circles on the stone symbolize a creremony that will help you in the cycle of your live. Whenever you begin these ceremonies, you will pray with the pipe. You already know the first two ceremonies, which are the Inipi Purification Lodge, and the Vision Quest." She described the Sun Dance ceremony to be held every summer as an annual renewal. She was sharing much information, "The last four ceremonies will be shown to your holy people through dream or vision." Eventually, the people were shown the ceremony for 'Keeping the Soul' when someone dies, the ceremony for Making Relatives, A Girl Becoming a Woman, and the Throwing of the Ball.


                          The mysterious visitor held up the bowl of the pipe for everyone to examine, "On the bowl is carved a buffalo. You know about cycles of time ~ day and night, the waxing and waning of the moon, the four seasons, and the cycle of a two~leggeds life. Mother Earth has a long cycle of time." She looked at the elders, "even the oldest ones here cannot remember when it began because it was so long ago. Each leg of the mythical buffalo is one Great Age in this long cycle for Earth. Every time one Great Age is finished, the buffalo loses a leg. First was the Age of Stone. You know you are like the animals, yet different. One day, a two~legged got the idea to take a stone and grind food. Then, someone dreamed about a bow and arrow for hunting. The Age of Stone was finished, and the Bow Age began. The buffalo lost one leg. Next, a lightning storm left a fire. The people decided to use it for warmth and cooking. This began the Fire Age. The buffalo was on two legs. Now, Earth is beginning the Age of the Pipe. Everything you did before is good, and now you will do it in a sacred manner. Every year the buffalo loses one hair. When the buffalo is totally bald, it will be time for it to roll over. The Pipe Age will end, and a new grand cycle of time for Earth will begin. I will return then to help you transition through the Shift of the Ages."
                          She got ready to leave, and reminded them of the balance between men and women. The hunters show great physical prowess in the hunt. The woman has a mystical ability to bear new life in her body and then teaches the little ones the ways of gentleness and caring for all living things.
                          The sacred pipe was left with the holy people. Everyone watched her walk back to the north. Just as she almost disappeared from view, they saw a black buffalo calf in her place. It rolled in the dust and stood up as a red buffalo calf. The red one rolled and became yellow. Finally, a white buffalo calf stood looking back at the people. After that day, the herds of buffalos returned to feed the people again.
                          The birth of "Miracle" is a sign that Earth is coming to the end of this grand cycle of time and a new great age is about to begin with the 'medicine' of the Sacred Feminine. True prophecy is rooted in legend and contains instructions. The instructions of White Buffalo Woman's prophecy will be shared through the film called, "SPIRIT OF SAGITTARIUS: THE STUDENT AS INDIAN".
                          http://home.earthlink.net/~stalkingb...oman/id28.html
                          xxoo

                          Comment


                          • #58
                            The Legend of the Christmas Rose
                            Page 1


                            IT was the night on which our Blessed Lord was born, and the angels had brought their message of peace and goodwill to the shepherds upon the lonely hillside.

                            The glory of that heavenly vision had left the men awed and silent as they gathered round their fire. The news of the birth of the long looked for Infant King filled their hearts so full of wonder and of joy that for a while they could not speak. But ere long they roused themselves and in low tones began to talk of what they had seen and of all that the message of the angels meant. There was surely but one thing to be done—they must set out at once to seek the new-born King. So they began to plan how they might safely leave their sheep, and to pile the fire high with dry branches that the blaze might keep away all evil beasts.

                            So intent were they on their preparations, and so filled with the wonder of that night, that none of them gave a thought to the little child who lay in the warm shelter of a rock close to the fire. She had been helping her father tend the sheep all day, and had crept into the bed of dry leaves to rest, for she was very tired. The shepherds never noticed her as she lay in the shadow of the rock, and even if they had, they would have deemed her far too young to understand the glorious vision of that starry night.

                            But the little maid had seen the opening of heaven's gates and heard the angels' message. With wondering eyes she had gazed upon those white-robed messengers of peace and listened to their words. There was much that she did not understand, but this at least she knew, that a little Baby had been born that night in the village close by, that He was the King of Heaven and had brought God's love and forgiveness to all the poor people upon earth.

                            Now as she lay in her warm corner watching the bright flames as they rose and fell, a little lamb nestling close at her feet for warmth, she had but one thought in her heart, How could she see this Bambino, this new-born King. Very anxiously she watched the shepherds and tried to hear what they were saying. She saw one lift a lamb in his arms, another take a home-made cheese from their little store, another a loaf of barley-bread. Then there was a movement away from the fire, and she saw they were preparing to set out down the hill. They were going to seek the King, and if she followed she would see Him too.

                            In an instant she had left her warm corner and was speeding after the men. Quickly and silently she crept along behind them, trying always to keep out of sight lest one of them should turn his head and bid her go home. But the shepherds were all too eager to think of aught but the wonderful quest which lay before them, and they never thought of looking back, nor did they hear the patter of small bare feet upon the frozen ground.

                            It was a bitterly cold night. The moon shone down on ice-bound streams and fields white with hoar-frost. Not a sound was to be heard but the soft sighing of the wind passing gently through the bare branches of the trees. Not a light was to be seen in any of the huts they passed, for every one was fast asleep. But overhead there shone a wonderful star like a silver globe of light going before them as they went. So the little company passed on, and the child kept bravely up behind, although the ground was rough and hard and sorely hurt her bare feet. It was not easy to keep pace with the men's swift stride, but she never stopped to rest until she had entered the village street of Bethlehem, and the shepherds paused before a little shed over which the silver star was shining down.

                            source http://www.italiansrus.com/etexts/christmasrose.htm

                            Comment


                            • #59
                              THE PIED PIPER OF HAMELIN

                              In 1284, the town of Hamelin was suffering from a rat infestation. One day, a man claiming to be a rat-catcher approached the villagers with a solution. They promised to pay him for the removal of the rats. The man accepted and thus took a pipe and lured the rats with a song into the Weser river, where all of them drowned.

                              Despite his success, the people reneged on their promise and refused to pay the rat-catcher. The man left the town angrily, but returned some time later, on June 26th, seeking revenge.

                              While the inhabitants were in church, he played his pipe again, this time attracting the children of Hamelin. One hundred and thirty boys and girls followed him out of the town, where they were lured into a cave and never seen again. Depending on the version, at most two children remained behind, who informed the villagers what had happened when they came out of the church.

                              Other versions (but not the traditional ones) claim that the Piper returned the children after the villagers paid several times the original amount of gold.

                              History

                              The earliest mention of the story seems to have been on a stained glass window placed in the church of Hamelin c. 1300. The window was described in several accounts between the 14th century and the 17th century but it seems to have been destroyed. Based on the surviving descriptions, a modern reconstruction of the window has been created by Hans Dobbertin. It features the colorful figure of the Pied Piper and several figures of children dressed in white.

                              This window is generally considered to have been created in memory of a tragic historical event for the city. But although there has been a lot of research, no clear explanation can be given of what historical event is behind the reports, see an external link with a list of theories. However, the rats were first added to the story in the late 16th century; they are absent from all previous accounts. Some traumatic event must have given rise to the tale; Hamelin town records are dated from this time.

                              Theories that have gained some support can be grouped into the following categories:

                              • The children fell victim to an accident, either drowning in the river Weser or being buried in a landslide.

                              • The children contracted some disease during an epidemic and were led out of town to die in order to protect the rest of the city's population from contracting it.

                              • An early form of Black Death has been suggested.

                              • Others attribute the dancing of the children to be an early reference to Huntington's disease; however, this is an inherited disorder, and the statistical probability of that many unrelated children having the same genetic condition is very low.

                              • Another possibility would be the outbreaks of chorea, or communal dancing mania, which are recorded in a number of European towns during the period of general distress which followed the Black Death. The 'Verstegan/Browning' date, 1376, would be consistent with this. These theories perceive the Piper as a symbolic figure of Death. Death is often portrayed dressed in motley, or "pied." Analogous themes which are associated with this theory include the Dance of Death, Totentanz or Danse Macabre, a common medieval type. Various ecstatic outbreaks were associated with the Plague, such as the Flagellants, who wandered from place to place while scourging themselves in penance for sins that presumably brought the plague upon Europe. The rat is the preferred host for the plague vector, the rat flea. When the rats die, the fleas seek humans as a substitute host. Children might be especially vulnerable to the disease.

                              • The children left the city to be part of a pilgrimage, a military campaign, or even a new Children's crusade but never returned to their parents. These theories see the unnamed Piper as their leader or a recruiting agent.

                              • The children willingly abandoned their parents and Hamelin in order to become the founders of their own villages during the colonization of Eastern Europe. Several European villages and cities founded around this time have been suggested as the result of their efforts as settlers. This claim is supported by corresponding placenames in both the region around Hamelin and the eastern colonies where names such as Querhameln ("mill village Hamelin") exist. Again the Piper is seen as their leader.

                              The tradition that the children emigrated in 1284 is so old and well-reported that explanations associated with the Black Death seem unlikely (there is an alternative, post-Black Death, date 1376, but it is documented far away from Hamelin and as late as 1605 - see below). Modern scholars regard the emigration theory to be the most probable,[1] i.e. that the Pied Piper of Hamelin was a recruiter for the colonization of Eastern Europe which took part in the 13th century and that he led away a big part of the young generation of Hamelin to a region in Eastern Germany.

                              Decan Lude of Hamelin was reported ca. 1384 to have in his possession a chorus book containing a Latin verse giving an eyewitness account of the event. The verse was reportedly written by his grandmother. This chorus book is believed to have been lost since the late 17th century.

                              The Lueneberg manuscript (c. 1440-1450) gives an early German account of the event:

                              Anno 1284 am dage Johannis et Pauli
                              war der 26. junii
                              Dorch einen piper mit allerlei farve bekledet
                              gewesen CXXX kinder verledet binnen Hamelen gebo[re]n
                              to calvarie bi den koppen verloren


                              In the year of 1284, on the day of Saints John and Paul
                              on the 26th of June
                              130 children born in Hamelin were seduced
                              By a piper, dressed in all kinds of colors,
                              and lost at the place of execution near the koppen.


                              This appears to be oldest surviving account. Koppen (Old German meaning "hills") seems to be a reference to one of several hills surrounding the city. Which of them was intended by the verse's author remains uncertain.

                              Reportedly, there is a long-established law forbidding singing and music in one particular street of Hamelin, out of respect for the victims: the Bungelosenstrasse adjacent to the Pied Piper's House. During public parades which include music, including wedding processions, the band will stop playing upon reaching this street and resume upon reaching the other side.

                              In 1556 De miraculis sui temporis (Latin: Concerning the Wonders of his Times) by Jobus Fincelius mentions the tale. The author identifies the Piper with the Devil.

                              The earliest English account is that of Richard Rowland Verstegan (1548-c. 1636), an antiquary and religious controversialist of partly Dutch descent, in his Restitution of Decayed Intelligence (Antwerp, 1605); unfortunately he does not give his source. He includes the reference to the rats and the idea that the lost children turned up in Transylvania. The phrase 'Pide [sic] Piper' occurs in his version and seems to have been coined by him. Curiously enough his date is entirely different from that given above: July 22, 1376. Verstegan's account was copied in Nathaniel Wanley's Wonders of the Visible World (1687), which was the immediate source of Robert Browning's well-known poem (below). Verstegan's account is also repeated in William Ramesey's Wormes (1668) - "...that most remarkable story in Verstegan, of the Pied Piper, that carryed away a hundred and sixty Children from the Town of Hamel in Saxony, on the 22. of July, Anno Dom. 1376. A wonderful permission of GOD to the Rage of the Devil".

                              In 1803, Johann Wolfgang von Goethe wrote a poem based on the story. He incorporated references to the story in his version of Faust. The first part of the Drama was first published in 1808 and the second in 1832.

                              Jakob Grimm and Wilhelm Grimm, siblings known as the Brothers Grimm, drawing from eleven sources included the tale in their collection "Deutsche Sagen", first published in 1816. According to their account two children were left behind as one was blind and the other lame, so neither could follow the others. The rest became the founders of Siebenbürgen (Transylvania).

                              Using the Verstegan/Wanley version of the tale and adopting the 1376 date, Robert Browning wrote a poem of that name which was published in 1842. Browning's verse retelling is notable for its humor, wordplay, and jingling rhymes.

                              “When, lo, as they reached the mountain's side,
                              A wondrous portal opened wide,
                              As if a cavern was suddenly hollowed;
                              And the Piper advanced and the children followed,
                              And when all were in to the very last,
                              The door in the mountain-side shut fast.”

                              This location is located on Coppenbrügge mountain and is known as an ancient site of pagan worship.
                              Water which is too pure has no fish -- Ts'ai Ken T'an

                              Comment


                              • #60
                                The origin of the Thunderbird

                                A Passamaquoddy Legend

                                This is a legend of long, long ago times. Two Indians desired to find the origin of thunder. They traveled north and came to a high mountain. These mountains performed magically. They drew apart, back and forth, then closed together very quickly.
                                One Indian said, "I will leap through the cleft before it closes. If I am caught, you continue to find the origin of thunder." The first one succeeded in going through the cleft before it closed, but the second one was caught and squashed.
                                On the other side, the first Indian saw a large plain with a group of wigwams, and a number of Indians playing a ball game. After a little while, these players said to each other, "It is time to go." They disappeared into their wigwams to put on wings, and came out with their bows and arrows and flew away over the mountains to the south. This was how the Passamaquoddy Indian discovered the homes of the Thunderbirds.
                                The remaining old men of that tribe asked the Passamaquoddy Indian, "What do you want? Who are you?" He replied with the story of his mission. The old men deliberated how they could help him.
                                They decided to put the lone Indian into a large mortar, and they pounded him until all of his bones were broken. They moulded him into a new body with wings like thunderbird, and gave him a bow and some arrows and sent him away in flight. They warned him not to fly close to trees, as he would fly so fast he could not stop in time to avoid them, and he would be killed.
                                The lone Indian could not reach his home because the huge enemy bird, Wochowsen, at that time made such a damaging wind. Thunderbird is an Indian and he or his lightning would never harm another Indian. But Wochowsen, great bird from the south, tried hard to rival Thunderbird. So Passamaquoddies feared Wochowsen, whose wings Glooscap once had broken, because he used too much power.
                                A result was that for a long time air became stagnant, the sea was full of slime, and all of the fish died. But Glooscap saw what was happening to his people and repaired the wings of Wochowsen to the extent of controlling and alternating strong winds with calm.
                                Legend tells us this is how the new Passamaquoddy thunderbird, the lone Indian who passed through the cleft, in time became the great and powerful Thunderbird, who always has kept a watchful eye upon the good Indians.


                                http://www.firstpeople.us/FP-Html-Le...amaquoddy.html
                                sigpic <==== *The world through my eyes *

                                Comment

                                Working...
                                X