Help Support The Aedicula Antinoi. In the cave of Mt. Kyllene where he had his birth, Hermes came to the abode of his mother, Maia, caduceus in hand. 8220;Son, that is a tale well known to all. 8220;And what part is that, son? .

Thursday, March 29, 2018. On to a new phase of life.

For ages has lain hidden. Shall I take the tales out of the cold. Scoop the songs out of the frost? Friday, October 19, 2012. To a new site that is! Yes, I let myself get caught up in all of the recent migration within the Pagan blogosphere, and decided it was time to try something new. So, please update whatever needs updating and I hope to see you all over at the new site! Friday, October 12, 2012.

For the Dormition of the Theotokos. I am dying in Ephesus. The city is gold and white. And pink, like the flesh of fresh-caught fish. The city smells of fish, of. Female flesh, but the light is golden. A bubble of golden light inside my withered. Body that is about to break free. John is here, and the others. Or I see them, in the golden light,. And think that they are, even if they are. He is here, closest of all, who. Disbelieved them, too? .

The Beacon of Tilikum Crossing Bridge. By Ethnohistory Research, LLC. Part of the cost was we became an invisible population within our own lands. Many people even though we had ceased to exist, that we had gone extinct, like the condor, the grizzly, and the wolf in Oregon. This is a phenomenon that I wanted to understand further. When the tribe was restored, our community has slowly built itself back from the era of termination.