Noumenia of Hyperboraios, 2023

**Oracular Forecast – Eleventh Year of the Treasury – Hyperboraios (XIII),

Hyperboraios (XIII) – Nov. 14 – Dec. 12, 2023

(O) Omicron, (M) Mu, (Γ) Gamma

In Hyperboraios, remember that what you put forth is what will return. All that you do and work toward, whether it be for a greater good, or for an aim bordering upon transgression, is known among the Immortal Gods, and They will arrive to set the balance. Let this be a warning against the chattering of idleness, and against more sinister ills. You are better to set your thoughts and actions toward neutrality, or nobility. Be the person that resides within– just and of good character. Be true to your inward desires, and let not the base judgments of intrusive onlookers dictate your actions, or reactions. This too, is necessary work. So long as you remain on the path that is true to your heart and soul, there are no obstacles that can deter you. And for your steadfast awareness, Gaea shall bestow a bountiful harvest.

**All Oracular Forecasts are divined twice a year, on Aegletia 7, and Ktistêsia.

Noumenia of Telchinion, 2023

**Oracular Forecast – Eleventh Year of the Treasury – Telchinion (XII),

Telchinion (XII) – Oct. 15 – Nov. 13, 2023

(M) Mu, (Z) Zeta, (E) Eta

In Telchinion, if you thought the way was easy, or that it was a time to wind down, thinking that the trials were behind you, now you must rethink that assessment. There is much work to be done, some of it tedious, but all of it necessary. This is the work that shapes you, as in individual, and helps to pave the way for the future of many, not only those in your direct care. Take your role seriously, and the seriousness of your actions will reveal what is known to the Gods. In doing this work, be not distracted by what is loud or combative. It is best to keep distance between yourself and a raging storm. Doing otherwise risks you being pulled into traumas that are not your own to process. Do what you know is correct, and the course before you shall remain clear. That which seeks only to destroy what it has not itself built, will be done in by the very forces it seeks to wield, in bad faith. Walk forward, and look only ahead toward the clearing that Helios’ rays have opened for you.

**All Oracular Forecasts are divined twice a year, on Aegletia 7, and Ktistêsia.

Aegletia Is Upcoming

This is only a brief reminder that if anyone has an interest in celebrating the Treasury of Apollon’s modern Apollonian festival of the Aegletia, which begins October 1st, and ends in the late evening of October 9th, the best way to prepare is to follow the links in this post, and to plan your celebrations accordingly. Please, have a happy festival, and take care, Dear Readers.

— Columbine


All In One Aegletia Guide

Festival of Nine Days

Invocations & Evocations

Departure

Day 1

Day 2

Day 3

Day 4

Day 5

Day 6

Day 7

Day 8

Day 9

Noumenia of Aegletion, 2023

**Oracular Forecast – Eleventh Year of the Treasury – Aegletion (XI),

Aegletion (XI) – Sep. 16 – Oct. 14, 2023

(Γ) Gamma, (A) Alpha, (Δ) Delta

In Aegletion, you will know the glory of success. There will be no obstacle that may stand before you in challenge. All of your work, and careful attention, shall be made evident in the acknowledgment of your endeavors, firstly, by the Gods; and then by those for whom you have worked so tirelessly. And through your diligence, will the staid traditions of the oppressor, be broken, and laid to waste within the remnants of their own needless, and gratuitous institutions. Your actions shall be precise in their application, and devastating to the ones who wished to devastate your world.

**All Oracular Forecasts are divined twice a year, on Aegletia 7, and Ktistêsia.

Noumenia of Perihelios, 2023

**Oracular Forecast – Eleventh Year of the Treasury – Perihelios (I), 2023

Perihelios (I) Dec. 24 – Jan. 21, 2022/2023

(Ο) Omicron, (Ι) Iota, (Ζ) Zeta

Remember that the effects of your actions will never be limited only to those whom you wished to effect; you are not immune to you own machinations. All that is done has an outcome that can not always be foreseen by mortal eyes. Neither is it the responsibility of the Gods to warn us of all the dangers we might set lose upon ourselves and others. The other side to this knowledge, is that through carefully attending to the motions we place, we might be able to nurture a positive outcome– but only if we remain diligent. This means we must continually monitor our designs, so they are in accord with what is necessary, not only what is desired. And there are times when the necessary includes retreat, for we can not be expected to foresee or affect only positive outcomes; or to wage wars beyond our capabilities in the aftermath.

**All Oracular Forecasts are divined twice a year, on Aegletia 7, and Ktistêsia.

In Winter, Does the Prince Who Possesses My Heart Ever Long To Be Near It?

“Apollo Charming the Swans”, by Wilhelm List.

Do You, my Love, know what anguish Your departure causes? I know that You must do what must be done; that You must cross that threshold, and slip into realities of which I may not partake, and yet my desire does not cease: I want no more or less than Your beautiful focus; Your unerring eyes upon me.

Tis selfish, this desire; I know this well. But to experience You, and then to be deprived of Your glorious intensity, can feel as cruel a reality as any. But You will do Your duty, and I will do mine; to see You off, and to bear Your torch until the warmth of spring again flows through the land.

And while You are away, I will console myself with the Lessons You have taught, and with the strength and endurance I have built– for I have endured this pain before; this desire for You– and each year at this time, I have overcome and channeled this longing toward motivation needed to greet You lovingly when You return.

Free of anguish, free of uncertainty– but never free of desire— I will await You once again, so welcome me as I will welcome You; reveal Your desire for me, as I have desired You, and our reciprocal love shall enfold u/Us within the invariable currents of co-creation, and mutual abundance.

— Columbine, Aegletia, Day 9, 2022


Day 9

*The Procession, and Farewell to the King; festival participants should express their goodbyes to Apollon, as He continues on toward Hyperborea.

Aegletia, Day 8: A Day of Calm and Quietude; A Day of Rest and of Reflection

Woman leaning on gray rock. Free stock photo.

In the spirit of the Eighth Illumination, I have spent most of my day today just sitting with the inevitable culmination of the Aegletia. That is, when my Beloved Apollon makes His grand exit tomorrow, after all the insights (and questions) He’s left me with this year.

This year’s festival has been a particularly difficult one, in that a lot of old and half-forgotten emotions were dredged up from the dark and neglected recesses of my memory. Things I was so sure I’d already processed, when in fact, I’d only decided they weren’t worth my time or attention, and shoved them down into the crevasse where I’d hoped never to witness them again. But we as Apollonians know that sort of reaction/rejection doesn’t well sit with our Lord for long. Eventually, these hard truths and difficult questions must be answered, through open acceptance, and even conflict within the mind and body. But I am always grateful for this process. It always pushes me further than I’d choose to go on my own.

If left to my own devices, I’d likely not bother revealing myself so intimately through prose or verse over the Nine Illuminations. I’d probably simply observe quietly and refrain from being His example during the festival. It would certainly be easier than allowing His spirit to overtake me for nine consecutive days so that I might produce works of written art that I’d had no previous inkling of, until the very moments I begin to release them upon a page.

To be a vessel for Apollon is so very taxing, but not so much draining; it’s more of a spiritual overexertion than anything else– like being cradled within the heart of a nova– and I find it increasingly prescient that He insisted we make space for rest and rumination during this time with Him.

So, if you haven’t already, I encourage all who are participating in the Nine Illuminations to take this day as the gift that it is; rest in quietude and contemplation. Be still within the safety of Apollon’s affections, and know that as He has opened you to unhealed wounds, unprocessed grief, raw unfiltered emotion, or any other thing you’d perhaps rather not deal with, you are not alone in this. Apollon remains with you, and shall remain, if in a way more distant, after the Aegletia ends.

— Columbine, Aegletia, Day 8, 2022


Day 8

*Calm and Quietude.

**Resting with the knowledge and insights gained from the previous days.

***Meditation upon the connections established between the Treasury of Apollon, our Sisterhood, and/or any other type of familial unit in participation with the festival; including connections made by and with our Lord, that we have established with all things seeking, and in reverence of His light and magnitude.

Like Unto the Sun

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Hail to Apollon, who is like unto the sun; bright and intense with warmth; the Lord who reveals Yourself within the space of our shadows, to show that You know– and love– us all!

There are no faults You do not witness, no details too shocking or shameful to accept, in our imperfect completion!

Yes, like unto the sun, You are; commanding our orbit, enticing and empowering; catalyzing and alchemizing; all-knowing, all-seeing– the Prince who defends the right of all beings to determine their fate, and who preforms the Will of Great Zeus!

Nothing is forbidden, all is permitted, in the expression of our adoration for You!

Hail to Apollon, who, like unto the sun, rises and sets upon the earth; You of the waning twilight, who passes forth into realms unknowable, and whom we endeavor to delight in this time of bittersweet farewells– the King of Hyperborea, who challenges us to face the world as Yours, even while distant as the summer rains!

You will refrain from no lesson, with the power and intent to demonstrate what strength we have gained!

To prepare for Your absence, we compose our praises, and regale You of our tenderness; in reciprocity we give in kind what has been given, and Your ethos we absorb into our very pores– for You are like unto the sun; and we, Your satellites, are bound in the wake of Your Love!

— Columbine, Aegletia, Day 7, 2022


Day 7

*Celebration of the Fellowship of the Treasury of Apollon as extensions of our Prince’s mortal family, as well as a safe community for His brides and devotees.

**Proclamations of love; poetry, ecstatic ritual and prayer, and oracular trance are all encouraged on this day.

***Child-friendly, and family oriented celebrations are also advised for those to whom it applies.

The Ancient Myth

“Ophelia”, by John Everett Millais.

Beauty is defined by the one who sees and measures it; the one for whom the experience imprints upon the visceral. It is at once the thing which propels and repulses, for there is beauty in even the grossest processes.

Beauty lies within all natural acts, for the harmony of the Universe depends on these to function: predation and decay, and the ripening of life; all of these are beauty’s tangible examples.

Yet we seek out the aesthetic over the repulsive, mistaking physical form for beauty’s true manifestation. In this we often miss the most profound and formative aspects of our relationship to the heart of all creation.

What we run from defines us in ways most often overlooked: for what are we willing to suffer; what are we willing to witness; and yes, what are we willing to sacrifice to remain speared upon our aesthetic hook?

Ugliness lives within the heart of all human beings; that is what sets us apart. Not the temples, or adornments, or the finest textiles, or speech, or mathematics, or any other masterfully crafted art.

We are no more beautiful than a hunk of dead rotting meat; and no less than a murder of crows. What we imagine comes into creation, and what we fear impacts the whole of the world.

We mayn’t outrun our nature, therefore we should embrace it, because to see, know and acknowledge a thing, allows us the power to deconstruct it; to truly reveal what within it stems from our own making.

So, let us, instead of fleeing our consequences– indeed, those of eons of life lived in a myriad of forms– take a step toward beauty within the macabre and the displeasing, and there find the wherewithal to endure the coming storm.

For it is indeed coming, and though we may not like it, what remains of the world we once knew will only splinter further– down the lines drawn by ugliness and aesthetics; those things that we must murder within ourselves if we’re to topple beauty’s ancient myth.

— Columbine, Aegletia, Day 6, 2022


Day 6

*Exploration of the Beauty of the Illuminated World.

**Ritual, art, and celebrations with dance and music, as well as competitive games and sacred theater.

***Telling of myths and revealed stories, especially to and among children, where applicable.

Contemplating Death

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In life, I’ve found Death’s to be a parallel path. Always so elusive, that I never could grasp.

But truly, it’s much closer than I readily admit, close enough to touch, close enough to kiss.

Each time He almost claimed me I was living as I do, caring not of the decisions that could send me home to You.

Five times in all, I almost sealed my fate and heeded Great Death’s call to join the wayward shades.

Twice by water, twice by birth, and once by way of the road. Thrice in my most careless youth, and twice as a woman grown.

And shocked as I was in each instance most compelling, the fear never reached me quite as much as with the telling.

It was the reflection, the deliberation, the sharing of the trial, that brought me my most vivid brushes with denial.

I could not comprehend it, the truth of what had happened. I almost lost my life each time, and only fate had stopped it.

Could I have been meant for more? In time, I would find, yes: You awaited me for all my life; You would not lose me then to Death.

Only after knowing You, my Lord, have I found solace, and the words to place emotions that have haunted me through all this.

To process what has been companion for all these many years, is a gift that I will not forget, nor sully with further tears.

I am grateful, Lord Apollon, for the soothing of my strife; I’m grateful also to Death Himself for allowing me my life.

— Columbine, Aegletia, Day 5, 2022


Day 5

*Celebrating the Awareness of Life, as the danger passes.

**Celebrating the world in all of its splendor, truth and terror.

***Abstinence from untruths.