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Elizabeth Tilley was born Aug. 30, 1607 in Henlow,Bedfordshire, England. She died Dec. 21, 1687 in
Swansea, Bristol County,Massachusetts. Elizabeth came to the new world with her parents on the Mayflower. Her parents did not survive the first winter at Plimouth Colony, leaving her an orphan.
For 15 years—or almost 20 percent of her life—Elizabeth Tilley Howland was a widow. She never remarried after her husband and fellow Mayflower passenger died on Feb. 23, 1672/3 and instead played the useful role of grandma while living with her daughter Lydia Brown in Swansea. Elizabeth was 65 when John died, probably still vivacious and attractive enough to say “yes” to a second husband, but she preferred to remain a widow until she died on Dec. 22, 1687. The Brown household was ideal for a grandma. When Elizabeth was widowed, the Brown children included James who was 17 years old, Dorothy who was six, and Jabez who was a lively five. Daughter Lydia was born in 1633 so she was 39 when her father died. Elizabeth had barely settled in at the Brown home when King Phillip’s War erupted in 1673. She was forced to flee as Swansea became the storm center of the war. At one point the little community founded only a few years before was almost deserted as residents scurried to safer places such as Barnstable which boasted a population of 3000 compared with 2600 for Plymouth.Three of Elizabeth’s children—Desire, John and Hope—lived in Barnstable when the Widow Howland moved there. Not far away in Plymouth were three other offspring of the Mayflower couple—Isaac lived in nearby Middleborough and Hannah made her home in Swansea, but Elizabeth had gone to far-away Oyster Bay, Long Island.There were many other Howlands in Barnstable, including scores of grandchildren who kept Elizabeth busy with her grandmother duties. Desire Howland was born in Plymouth about 1625, married to John Gorham about 1643 and moved to Barnstable after 1652. Gorham owned a grist mill and tannery there. He was a captain in the militia during King Philip’s War and died in 1676 as a result of war wounds. Five of the Gorham children were born in Barnstable—Jabez, Mercy, Lydia, Hannah and Shubael.John Howland, second child of John and Elizabeth, was born in 1627 and in 1651 he wed Mary, daughter of Robert Lee of Barnstable. Of their 10 children, the last eight were Barnstable babies. They were Isaac, Hannah, Mercy, Lydia, Experience, Anne, Shubael and John. Both John Howland Jr. and his wife Mary Lee died in the cape town.Hope Howland, who was born in 1629, married when she was about 17. Her husband was John Chipman who came in 1630 from Barnstaple, Devonshire, England. (Note that the English spelled Barnstaple with a P while the Americans spelled it with a B.)All of the 11 children probably were born in Barnstable. They were Elizabeth, Hope, Lydia, John (he lived only about 15 months), Hannah, Samuel, Ruth, Bethia, Mercy, John and Desire.So many grandchildren must have taxed Elizabeth’s memory for there were three Lydias, three Hannahs, three Mercys, three Johns, two Isaacs and two with the name Shubael. How could she keep them all straight?And just imagine Grandma Howland baking birthday cakes with magic candles for all these grandchildren. Elizabeth’s son-in-law, James Brown, was one of the most prominent of the early settlers in Swansea. He was a leader in the war against Philip, serving as a major. He also was one of the original members of the Swansea church and was fined five pounds for setting up a Baptist church in Rehoboth.He tried his best to bring peace to Plymouth Colony and went twice to see the Indian leader but found Philip “very high and not p’suadable to peace.”Large families usually have their tragedies and the Howlands had theirs. Three of Elizabeth’s children—Desire Gorham, Hope Chipman and Ruth Cushman—died before she did.The war didn’t last any great length of time and in the end Philip lost his head. The Indian chief was shot by another Indian and his head cut off. The bloody skull was taken in triumph to Plymouth where it was mounted on a pike. It remained there for 20 years, a souvenir of savagery. Birds make it a favorite resting place and finally the Rev. Increase Mather too the jawbone.With fighting over, Elizabeth returned to Swansea where she kept busy helping with the cooking, sewing, cleaning, gardening—caring for family members.Everyone dies once in a lifetime and for Elizabeth death came on Dec. 22, 1687. She was buried in Little Neck Cemetery in what is now east Providence, Rhode Island. The monument and grave are maintained by the Pilgrim John Howland Society. In her final will Elizabeth Tilley Howland gave her possessions to her children and grandchildren and expressed her deep religious faith: “And first being penitent & sorry from ye bottom of my heart for all my sins past most humbly desiring forgiveness for ye same I give & commit my soule unto Almighty God my Savior & Redeemer in whome & by ye merits of Jesus Christ I trust & believe assuedly to be saved & to have full remission & forgiveness of all my sins & that my Soule wt my Body at the generall day of resurrection shall rise againe wt Joy & through meritts of Christ’s Death & passion possesse & inherit ye Kingdome of Heaven…” She concluded:“It is my Will & Charge to all my Children that they walke in ye Feare of ye Lord, and in Love and peace towards each other…”
U.S., Sons of the American Revolution Membership Applications, 1889-1970
Elizabeth Tilley (1607 – 1687)
is my 10th great grandmother
Joseph Howland (1640 – 1703)
son of Elizabeth Tilley
Elizabeth Howland (1673 – 1724)
daughter of Joseph Howland
Eleazer Hamblin (1699 – 1771)
son of Elizabeth Howland
Sarah Hamblin (1721 – 1814)
daughter of Eleazer Hamblin
Mercy Hazen (1747 – 1819)
daughter of Sarah Hamblin
Martha Mead (1784 – 1860)
daughter of Mercy Hazen
Abner Morse (1808 – 1838)
son of Martha Mead
Daniel Rowland Morse (1838 – 1910)
son of Abner Morse
Jason A Morse (1862 – 1932)
son of Daniel Rowland Morse
Ernest Abner Morse (1890 – 1965)
son of Jason A Morse
Richard Arden Morse (1920 – 2004)
son of Ernest Abner Morse
Pamela Morse
I am the daughter of Richard Arden Morse
Her will is recorded:
Elizabeth Tilley Howland Will
Elizabeth Tilley Howland Will http://www.mayflowerfamilies.com/wills/elizabeth_howland_will.htm [MD 3:54+] Elizabeth (Tilley) Howland, widow of John Howland and daughter of John Tilley, died at Swansea on Wednesday, 21/31 December, 1687, at the house of her daughter Lydia, the wife of James Brown. Her will is recorded in the Bristol County, Mass., Probate Records, Volume 1, pages 13 and 14. No inventory is on record and the original will has disappeared from the files.In ye Name of God Amen I Elizabeth Howland of Swanzey in ye County of Bristoll in ye Collony of Plymouth in New Engld being Seventy nine yeares of Age but of good & perfect memory thanks be to Allmighty God & calling to Remembrance ye uncertain Estate of this transitory Life & that all flesh must Yeild unto Death when it shall please God to call Doe make constitute & ordaine & Declare This my last Will & Testament, in manner & forme following Revoking and Anulling by these prsents all & every Testamt & Testamts Will & Wills heretofore by me made & declared either by Word or Writing And this to be taken only for my last Will & Testament & none other. “And first being penitent & sorry from ye bottom of my heart for all my sinns past most humbly desiring forgivenesse for ye same I give & Comitt my soule unto Allmighty God my Saviour & Redeemer in whome & by ye meritts of Jesus Christ I trust & believe assuredly to be saved & to have full remission & forgivenesse of all my sins & that my Soule wt my Body at the generall Day of Resurrection shall rise againe wt Joy & through ye meritts of Christs Death & passion possesse & inheritt ye Kingdome of heaven prepared for his Elect & Chosen & my Body to be buryed in such place where it shall please my Executrs hereafter named to appoint And now for ye settling my temporall Estate & such goodes Chattells & Debts as it hath pleased God far above my Deserts to bestow upon me I Do Dispose order & give ye same in manner & forme following (That is to say) First that after my funerall Expences & Debts paid wc I owe either of right or in Conscience to any manner of person or persons whatsoever in Convenient tyme after my Decease by my Execrs hereafter named I Give & bequeath unto my Eldest Son John Howland ye sum of five pounds to be paid out of my Estate & my booke called Mr Tindale’s Workes & also one pair of sheetes & one prof pillowbeeres & one pr of Bedblanketts, Item I give unto my son Joseph Howland my Stillyards & also one pr of sheetes & one pt of pillobeeres Item I give unto my son Jabez Howland my ffetherbed & boulster yt is in his Custody & also one Rugg & two Blanketts yt belongeth to ye said Bed & also my great Iron pott & potthookes Item I give unto my son Isaack Howland my Booke called Willson on ye Romanes & one pr of sheetes & one paire of pillowbeeres & also my great Brasse Kettle already in his possession Item I give unto my Son in Law Mr James Browne my great Bible Item I give & bequeath unto my Daughter Lidia Browne my best ffeatherbed & Boulster two pillowes & three Blanketts & a green Rugg & my small Cupboard one pr of AndyIrons & my lesser brasse Kettle & my small Bible & my booke of mr Robbinsons Workes called Observations Divine & Morrall & allso my finest pr of Sheetes & my holland pillowbeeres, Item I give unto my Daughter Elisabeth Dickenson one pr of Sheetes & one pr of pillowbeeres & one Chest Item give unto my Daughter Hannah Bosworth one pr of sheets & one pr of pillowbeeres, Item I give unto my Grand Daughter Elizabeth Bursley one paire of sheets and one paire of Pillowbeeres Item I give & bequeath unto my Grandson Nathanael Howland (the son ofJoseph Howland) and to the heires of his owne Body lawfully begotten for ever all that my Lott of Land with ye Meadow thereunto adjoyning & belonging lying in the Township of Duxbury neare Jones River bridge, Item I give unto my Grandson James Browne One Iron barr and on Iron Trammell now in his possession, Item I give unto my Grandson Jabez Browne one Chest Item I give unto my Grand Daughter Dorothy Browne My best Chest & my Warming pan Item I give unto my Grand Daughter Desire Cushman four Sheep, Item I give & bequeath my wearing clothes linnen and Woollen and all the rest of my Estate in mony Debts linnen or of what kind or nature or sort soever it may be unto my three Daughters Elisabeth Dickenson, Lidia Browne and Hannah Bosworth to be equally Devided amongst them, Item I make constitute and ordaine my loving Son in Law James Browne and my loving son Jabez Howland Executors of this my last Will and Testament, Item it is my Will & Charge to all my Children that they walke in ye Feare of ye Lord, and in Love and peace towards each other and endeavour the true performance of this my last Will & Testament In Witnesse whereof I the said Elisabeth Howland have hereunto sett my hand & seale this seventeenth Day of December Anno Dm one thousand six hundred Eighty & six.The mark of Elisabeth E H Howland (sigittu)Signed Sealed & Delivd in ye prsence of Us WittnessesHugh ColeSamuel VyallJohn BrowneKnow all men that on ye tenth Day of Janry Anno Dm 1687/8 Before me Nathanl Byfield Esqr Judge of his Majties Inferiour Court of Plea’s for ye County of Bristoll, present Jno Walley Esqr one of ye Members of his Majties Councill in New England & Capt Benjam Church Justice of Peace The abovewritten Will of Elizabeth Howland was proved approved & allowed And ye Administracon of all & singuler ye goodes Rights and Creditts of ye said Deced was Committed unto James Browne & Jabez Howland Execrs in ye same Will named well & truly to Administer ye same according to the Will of ye Deced In Testimony whereof I have hereunto Sett ye Seale of ye Office for Probate of Wills & granting Lettrs of Admincon ye yeare & Day by me abovewritten(Sigittu officij) Nathanael ByfieldThus Entred & ingrossed this 26: of Janry Anno Dm
Elizabeth Tilley Howland Birth: Aug. 30, 1607HenlowBedfordshire, EnglandDeath: Dec. 21, 1687SwanseaBristol CountyMassachusetts, USAOriginal Mayflower Passenger. Wife of Mayflower Passenger John Howland. Elizabeth was orphaned in the New World, at the age of thirteen, after her parents died the first winter in Plymouth. (bio by: Thomas Mick) Family links: Parents: John Tilley (1571 – 1621) Joan Hurst Tilley (1568 – 1621) Spouse: John Howland (1591 – 1673) Children: Desire Howland Gorham (1623 – 1683)* John Howland (1627 – ____)* Hope Howland Chipman (1629 – 1683)* Elizabeth Howland Hicks Dickinson (1631 – 1692)* Lydia Howland Brown (1633 – ____)* Hannah Howland Bosworth (1637 – 1705)* Joseph Howland (1640 – 1704)* Jabez Howland (1644 – ____)* Ruth Howland Cushman (1646 – 1679)* Isaac Howland (1649 – 1723)* *Calculated relationship Burial: Ancient Little Neck Cemetery East ProvidenceProvidence CountyRhode Island, USAPlot: Brown family plot Maintained by: Find A GraveOriginally Created by: Ronald KeyesRecord added: Sep 15, 2007 Find A Grave Memorial# 21561583
The race of spirit men who are attendants to the Goddess Cybele are known as the Dactyls. They are small and phallic, like the fingers of human hands. Cybele is a 5th century Anatolian goddess who became popular in Greece, then Rome in the 3rd century. She is principally a nature goddess, but has responsibility for nations and the welfare of the people. She is merged with various other mother figures in Greece and Rome. The Dactyls discovered metal and metal smithing and taught it to humans. They are skilled musicians and magicians. On Crete they are said to have discovered copper.
In English poetry a dactyl is a foot in poetic meter. The word poetry itself is a dactyl, one long syllable followed by two short. Greek elegiac poetry was written as a line of dactylic hexameter followed by a line of dactylic pentameter. This was done to make the lines easy for the players to remember, since they had to memorize and recite long choruses. This three beat rhythm is a verbal waltz.
Digital now refers to things not crafted by hands, but in cyberspace. These miracles of programming still require fingers to type in the codes. Take some time today to consider the meaning of fingers and the ability to employ them. Prayer position, or namaste, pressing the fingers of both hands together, is significant as a symbol of gratitude and honor. Sensitivity in each finger brings sensory information to us and allows us to reach out and touch others with feeling. Everything we touch nourishes our inner wisdom and feeds our souls. Give some thanks today for everyone who has given you a hand in life. In what ways do you give as well as receive with your hands? Acknowledge the magic in these exchanges of energy and emotion.
My 10th great grandfather was a Puritan weaver, lay physician, miller, and farmer. He arrived in Watertown, Massachusetts in 1630 with the Winthrop Fleet, probably on the ship Arrabella. He moved to Connecticut where he is buried in Stamford.
The MA Colonial Records, under date of March 1, 1630/31, shows that Nicholas KNOP (KNAPP), was fined five pounds for taking upon himself to cure the scurvy by water of no worthe or value, which he sold at a very deare rate. The water had been found beneficial and the suit dropped upon payment of costs. This may have been his entire lay physician career. His will is recorded, which gives us a glimpse into his worldly possessions.
Nicholas Knapp (1606 – 1670)
is my 10th great grandfather
Caleb Knapp (1637 – 1684)
son of Nicholas Knapp
Sarah Knapp (1669 – 1750)
daughter of Caleb Knapp
Ebenezer Mead (1692 – 1775)
son of Sarah Knapp
Amos Mead (1730 – 1807)
son of Ebenezer Mead
Abner Mead (1749 – 1810)
son of Amos Mead
Martha Mead (1784 – 1860)
daughter of Abner Mead
Abner Morse (1808 – 1838)
son of Martha Mead
Daniel Rowland Morse (1838 – 1910)
son of Abner Morse
Jason A Morse (1862 – 1932)
son of Daniel Rowland Morse
Ernest Abner Morse (1890 – 1965)
son of Jason A Morse
Richard Arden Morse (1920 – 2004)
son of Ernest Abner Morse
Pamela Morse
I am the daughter of Richard Arden Morse
DESCENDANTS OF NICHOLAS KNAPP
Generation No. 1
Notes for Nicholas Knapp:
ORIGIN: Unknown – [prob] England
Immigrant: 1630 – Departed England: 22 Mar 1630
Arrived Watertown, Middlesex Co, MA: 14 Jun 1630
SHIP: [prob] “Arbella” – Captain Peter Milbourne, Master
First Residence (in America): Watertown, Middlesex Co, MA
Removed to: [poss] Wethersfield, Hartford Co, CT-ca1646; [poss] Greenwich, CT-ca1648; Stamford, CT-ca1648
EDUCATION: Signed Will by Mark; Inventory included books valued at 6s. 6d.
WILL: 15 Apr 1670, Stamford, CT; Probated-Unknown [16 Sep 1670?]
INVENTORY: 27 Apr 1670 – Estate Valued at 166 lbs; 13 shillings; 11 1/2 d.
Birth approximate-based on estimated date of marriage.
More About Nicholas Knapp:
BURIED : Abt. 18 April 1670, Stamford, CT
RESIDED AT: (of) St Mary-Bures, Co Suffolk, EN; Watertown, MA; [poss] Wethersfield, CT; :[poss] Greenwich, CT; Stamford, CT
OCCUPATION(S): Weaver/Lay Physician/Miller/Farmer
RELIGION: Puritan [Congregational]
CHURCH AFF: Watertown Church, Watertown, MA; Stamford Church, Stamford, CT
MILITARY SVC: Unknown [probably local Militia]
LAST WILL AND TESTAMENT of NICHOLAS KNAPP (ca1606-1670)
Fairfield Probate Records
Vol 1665-1675, page 55 & 56
Fairfield, Fairfield Co, Connecticut
In Stamford ye 15th 2mo Anno 1670 [15 Apr 1670]:
The Last Will and Testament of Nicholas Knap of Stamford concerning the disposal of his worldly estate:
WITNESS:
(signed) John Weed Nicholas y Knap
Eleazur Slawson (his mark)
STATE OF CONN ) SS Probate Court
Dist of Fairfield )
SOURCE(S): a. Abstract of Probate Records of Fairfield, Connecticut 1648-1750:19
Children of Nicholas Knapp and Elinor are:
+ 2 i. Jonathan Knapp23, born Abt. 08 November 1631 in Watertown, Middlesex Co, MA24; died Abt. 27 December 1631 in Watertown, Middlesex Co, MA25.
+ 3 ii. Timothy Knapp, Sr, born 14 December 1632 in Watertown, Middlesex Co, MA; died Bef. 1685 in Rye, Westchester Co, CT [now NY].
+ 4 iii. Joshua Knapp, Sr, born 05 January 1634/35 in Watertown, Middlesex Co, MA; died Bef. 27 October 1684 in Greenwich, CT.
+ 5 iv. Caleb Knapp, Sr, born 20 January 1635/36 in Watertown, Middlesex Co, MA; died Bef. 04 March 1674/75 in Stamford, CT.
+ 6 v. Sarah Knapp, born 05 January 1638/39 in Watertown, Middlesex Co, MA; died 1681 in Rye, Westchester Co, CT [now NY].
+ 7 vi. Ruth Knapp, born 06 January 1640/41 in Watertown, Middlesex Co, MA; died Aft. 1702 in Greenwich, CT.
+ 8 vii. Hannah Knapp26,27,28,29,30, born 06 March 1642/43 in Watertown, Middlesex Co, MA31
More About Joshua Knapp, Sr:
BURIED : [prob] Knapp Cemetery, Greenwich, CT
RESIDED AT: Watertown, MA; [poss] Wethersfield, CT; Stamford, CT; Greenwich, CT
OCCUPATION(S): Weaver/Farmer
RELIGION: Congregational
CHURCH AFF: 1st Congregational Church, Greenwich, CT
MILITARY SVC: Unknown [probably local Militia]
Children of Joshua Knapp and Hannah Close are:
+ 12 i. Hannah Knapp, born 26 March 1660 in Stamford, CT; died 29 March 1721 in Greenwich, CT.
+ 13 ii. Joshua Knapp, Jr, born Abt. 1662 in Stamford, CT; died Abt. 1750 in Greenwich, CT.
+ 14 iii. Joseph Knapp51,52, born 1664 in Greenwich, CT53; died Bef. 12 December 1723 in Greenwich, CT54. He married Mary Lockwood55,56,57,58 Aft. 1706 in Greenwich, CT59.
+ 15 iv. Ruth Rebecca Knapp60,61, born 1666 in Greenwich, CT62; died Aft. 06 April 1736 in Greenwich, CT. She married John Reynolds Bef. 1694 in Greenwich, CT.
+ 16 v. Timothy Knapp, born 1668 in Greenwich, CT; died 16 February 1736/37 in Greenwich, CT.
+ 17 vi. Benjamin Knapp, born 1673 in Greenwich, CT; died 1716 in Greenwich, CT.
+ 18 vii. Caleb Knapp, born June 1677 in Greenwich, CT; died Bef. 26 January 1749/50 in Greenwich, CT.
+ 19 viii. Jonathan Knapp63, born 1679 in Greenwich, CT64; died in Greenwich, CT.
Caleb Knapp (Joshua, Nicholas)159 was born June 1677 in Greenwich, CT160,161, and died Bef. 26 January 1749/50 in Greenwich, CT162. He married Sarah Rundle163 01 April 1697 in Stamford, CT164,165,166, daughter of William Rundle and Abigail Mills.
Children of Caleb Knapp and Sarah Rundle are:
+ 103 i. Caleb Knapp, born 11 November 1698 in Greenwich, CT; died Bef. 12 July 1763 in Greenwich, CT.
104 ii. Charles KnappI167, born Abt. 1701 in Greenwich, CT; died Abt. 1701 in Greenwich, CT.
+ 105 iii. Nathaniel Knapp, born 21 February 1700/01 in Greenwich, CT; died in Genoa, Cayuga Co, NY.
106 iv. Charles KnappII167, born 24 February 1704/05 in Greenwich, CT; died Bef. 02 July 1763 in Greenwich, CT. He married Elizabeth Wicks 13 November 1729 in Greenwich, CT168.
107 v. Sarah Knapp169, born 27 June 1708 in Greenwich, CT.
108 vi. Deborah Knapp169, born 25 August 1710 in Greenwich, CT.
109 vii. Abigail Knapp169, born Abt. 1712 in Greenwich, CT; died Aft. 1750 in Greenwich, CT. She married Nathaniel James Aft. 1750 in Greenwich, CT.
110 viii. Nehemiah Knapp, Sr, born 15 October 1714 in Greenwich, CT; died Aft. 1756 in Stamford, CT.
111 ix. Timothy Knapp, born 27 January 1717/18 in Greenwich, CT; died 04 May 1809 in Sound Beach [Old Greenwich], Fairfielld Co, CT.
Sources for Generations 1-3:
Tethys is a Titan goddess, daughter of Gaia and Uranus. Her job title is mother of the sea. She works together with Nyx and Gaia to form the Titan’s world. She and her husband Oceanus have 3000 daughters called Oceanids. Their 3000 sons are fresh water entities called Potamoi. The earth’s constitution of 80% water is similar to that of our bodies’, 80-90%. The tides and waves of deep and constant churning represent the emotions, the realm of feelings. This goddess was mentioned in poetry, but was never worshiped by a cult. Today one of Saturn’s moons is named for her. Saturn III, as it is also known, has a low density because it is made of ice , with very little rock.
To ride the tides of outrageous fortune in life we must handle our own emotions and those of people around us. There may be times the feelings of others threaten to drown us. It can be difficult to distinguish the heart’s desire from the desires of our loved ones and associates. The message Tethys brings us is to allow the energy of emotions to flow freely through us. Stay true to your own heart, and remain open. The open releasing state allows strong waves to flow through without causing damage. Go with the current rather than struggle to defend or retain emotional stuff from others. Your feelings move you to a calm destination when you let go and float on the surface. There may be turmoil, but you can rise above it.
Fear has many aspects. Reasonable fear keeps us safe and alert to danger around us. We must learn to strike a balance between risking too much and avoiding life to stay safe. Frightening situations call on the adrenal glands to kick in the fuel needed to either fight or flight. If we tax those little glands too much with our lifestyle choices they can become depleted and add to an over all loss of well being. Some people face danger in their professions, but the rest of us can generally avoid it. Strong healthy bodies with well nourished nervous systems can endure some stress and fear without harm. In reasonable doses we can handle scary aspects of existence.
Dread is quite another matter. I am under a dark cloud of dread now because my darling dog is having end of life issues. She is 12 years old, so this is not a big surprise. Her kidneys are failing in slow motion. She has been to her vet for antibiotics frequently in the last 6 months because she has a recurring infection in her urinary tract. She has been able to recover from these bouts, but not come back to the same level of health. She has less ability to find comfort and move with ease. She no longer jumps up on our bed, and has difficulty jumping into my car. The thrill of riding has been replaced by a fear of getting into the back seat. Since she can’t tell us in words about her level of pain I am wondering.
We cared for my mother at the end of her life. That was a tough time in terms of patience and understanding. It was similar in that we knew she was at the end of her life, but had no idea how long the end might take. Now that Artemisia the magical huntress will soon go to join her grandma I remember how difficult it was to wait and wonder when death would come. Dread is not depression, and it is not regular fear. It is a test. For an unknown time it is necessary to walk the tightrope between sorrow and acceptance. The inability to control or stop events in progress is a hard pill to swallow. It is bittersweet. This lovely dog has brought much joy to the world which will remain with us after she leaves.
There are beautiful facilities with amazingly talented staff members designed to deliver health and fitness retreats. Destination spas, hot spring thermal spas, or spas within hotels provide environments conducive to relaxation for time spent away from home. Time spent breaking undesirable habits or simply reducing stress for a happier healthier outlook is valuable. It is wonderful to find both time and funds to concentrate on body and mind. The test of healthy resolve occurs when we are once again in our normal day to day setting. This summer I plan to stay home in Tucson. Rather than lament these circumstances I have decided to create summer spa, the staycation that cures what ails you. The trick to good health is balance and reasonable discipline. I can’t spare the time to leave home, but I can arrange my schedule to make daily, weekly and monthly health goals part of my routine.
First and foremost my plan for better health will include daily time for art. Poetry writing and creating visual art satisfy a need I have to express myself. I notice that when I am absorbed in thinking about art or music I live in an elevated state. Artfulness gives me great pleasure. I am at my best when I reserve time to appreciate the work of others and be inspired to create something myself. I include cooking in the list of my creative hobbies. It works well for me to shift my attention to new healthy ways to prepare food. The pleasure involved in mixing flavors and savoring the finished meal is essential to my well being. I can add a colorful and delightful juice bar rather than consider giving up alcohol. In the end it is only the sustainable habits that will make a difference. Too much repression or strict diet can make the mind recoil from the entire business. It is best to have a plan, build your foundation, and be a little flexible to account for real life.
What kind of summer are you going to have, gentle reader? Do you include health as a goal when making your plans?
During the exciting and educational April #NaPoWriMo I managed to kick out 30 poems in 30 days. I will follow the poets I met because they make my days richer with only short bursts of time invested. I can read a poem for a minute or two and ponder it forever. I love the community that develops around the special poetry writing month and plan to keep my connection to it. I have learned that the process of writing poems is therapeutic . While engaged in poetic efforts I happened to digitally meet new people who are as interesting to me as the poets. Much to my surprise, my niche geek group, family history freaks, is alive and meeting regularly to share data and support.
This new group found me, or I found it on Facebook. New England Family Genealogy and History is a special interest group for those of us who study these subjects. I am delighted to find people as obsessed with history as I am. Some of them still carry the Mayflower pilgrim family names. There have been wonderful pictures and stories posted in which I have identified members as having common ancestors. This is a full time party of like minded genealogy freaks I can join on line any time. Be still my heart! People who have much more direct information and verification are there to help anyone with inquiries. The first ancestor I found I had in common with other members was my famous poet, Ann Dudley Bradstreet, who may be my favorite ancestor of all. In a few weeks I have met others with whom I share different progenitors. A recent discussion revealed that others share perhaps Native ancestry. Like me, few can definitively prove a connection to a tribe.
Some of the active participants are professional genealogists or family archivists of large collections. Plenty are DAR and Mayflower Society members. Many live in New England now and are connected to local societies for the preservation of everything under the sun. I enjoy learning about some of the old buildings that have stayed in family hands for hundreds of years. I feel a tinge of jealousy when they go off to Providence to a genealogy convention for the weekend. Then I remember that to live in New England one must endure snow and other unpleasantries. I may return to Cape Cod and Rhode Island on a history hunt one day. For now I am very pleased to be in touch with history fans who share interest, passion, and loads of information about New England and the people who have lived there. I can digitally visit every day. You can too if New England History is an interest of yours.
Woods dripping with Spanish moss and voodoo shrines
Down the hill from the oracle cave the hermit still declines
To give you the secret magic word you use to save the day
Find the sorcerer’s manuscripts then interpret what they say
Squandered youth, wild stormy stories, hidden truth of night
Dreams bring colorful vibrant myths, strong psychic insight
The realm inhabited by poetry and poets, invisible to some
Portrays life more intensely, gives clues to why we have come
It has been a real privilege to inhabit the place of the poets this April. Thanks to all who contributed and read.
Ancestral chieftain ritually bound to honor natural forces
Protect the seasons, the directions, the winds over the seas
Passing that mastery to students of physical magical realms
Thunderous laughter is carried and amplified on the breeze
Followed by flashing bolts of lightening, blinding light overwhelms
Read, write, recite poetry this April. Meet new poets to enjoy here.
Early years fill with nursery rhymes, stories designed to teach
Suspended between fictional characters dialog is made to preach
Current popular opinion, political outrage hidden between the lines
The villain and the hero match wits whilst the wicked witch opines
These morality plays change very little with the passage of time
Forces of good conquer evil and the story is set to rhyme
When you meet a character who comes straight from Mother Goose
You have discovered archetypal imagery that will help you to deduce
If you are the victim or the hero, the popular victor or the slimy creep
We all have parts to play, ego hiding under shadowy cover of sleep
The poetry train has almost arrived at the destination…May. Hop aboard for a poetic ride here.