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Saturday, 16 May 2015

The Legend of the Menehune

The Legend of the Menehune

Hi dear friends and followers. Today I have a legend of elf like people from the Hawaiian islands. Take 5 and enjoy the legend.

Hawaiian legend has it that many centuries ago, the Menehune were a mischievous group of small people, or dwarfs, who lived hidden in the forests and valleys of the islands before the first settlers arrived from Polynesia. These Menehune, who roamed the deep forests at night, were said to be about two feet (60 cm) tall, though some were as tiny as six inches (15 cm), small enough to fit in the palm of a hand. They enjoyed dancing, singing and archery, and their favorite foods were bananas and fish.

The Menehune have been known to use magic arrows to pierce the heart of angry people, igniting feelings of love instead. They also enjoy cliff diving, and according to local lore, they were smart, extremely strong and excellent craftsmen. They were rarely seen by human eyes, and they are credited with mighty feats of engineering and overnight construction.

These industrious master builders used their great strength to build temples (heiau), fishponds, roads, canoes and houses. One such structure they are believed to have built is Kikiaola, also known as the Menehune Ditch, a historic irrigation ditch that funnels water from the Waimea River on Kauai. Another one of their amazing feats is the legendary overnight creation of the Alekoko Fishpond on Kauai, which archaeologists estimate to be around 1,000 years old.

It is said that they built the Alekoko Fishpond for a princess and her brother. The shy but strong group lined up in a double row, which stretched 25 miles (40 km) to distant Makaweli. The workers passed stones hand-to-hand to build the pond. They worked at night so as not to be seen by others, cutting, transporting and fitting stones for their projects in a long bucket brigade. If they were discovered, their work would have been abandoned.

The Menehune were promised no one would watch them at work, which was carried out after dark. However, one night the royal siblings snuck up and watched the thousands of Menehune at work, only to fall asleep. At sunrise the Menehune discovered them and turned them into twin stone pillars that can be seen today in the mountains above the fishpond. Interrupted by the sun, the Menehune left two gaps in the fishpond wall. Many generations later, Chinese settlers filled the gaps to raise mullet, but the stonework that closed the gap was far inferior to that of the mystical Menehune.

Another description that has been passed down in local folklore is of the three Menehune of Ainahou. Ainahou is a forest on the north side of Halekala Crater on Maui. The three Menehune were called Ha'alulu, Molawa and Eleu. 

All the other Menehune living in Hawaii knew them well because they possessed very unusual powers. Ha'alulu means "to tremble" and it seemed like this little man was always cold, but his magic gift was that whenever he would start shaking, he would become invisible and could travel anywhere without being detected. Eleu in Hawaiian means "quick and nimble" and whenever Eleu moved, he was so quick that he disappeared and no one could follow him. Molowa's name means "lazy," but what most people didn't know was that whenever he appeared to be sleeping or lazy, his magical self became imperceptible and he would go around the island and do good deeds.

Even though the Menehune were said to be displaced when the first settlers arrived in Hawaii, some people still believe that the Menehune are roaming the islands, carrying out tricks on people. Indeed, an 1820 Census of Kauai listed 65 people as 'Menehune.' Other Hawaiian mythology records refer to a few other forest dwelling races: the Nawao – who were large and wild hunters descended from Lua nu'u – the Mu people and the Wa people.--

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Wednesday, 13 May 2015

The History of Dragons

The History of Dragons

Hi, dear friends and followers. Today I would like to share with you some very interesting mythological information that may actually prove to not be so mythical as made out to be by researchers and scientists. So take five, relax and enjoy. 

For more than seven centuries, dragons have played a role in lore and legend.

The Jabberwocky, from Lewis Carroll's Through the Looking-Glass and What Alice Found There, 1872.
Although the time that dragons first appeared in myths isn't known for sure, they can be traced back as far as approximately 4000 B.C. Dragons are said to have been able to live almost anywhere, depending on the type of dragon mentioned. Their habitats range from the center of the earth to the middle of the ocean. They could also be found in caves, fire, or anywhere dark and damp

Stories of dragons appear all throughout history and almost every culture has their own idea about dragons. Some reasons for this could be the finding of dinosaur fossils. Dragons could be used to describe the indescribable bones of unknown creatures. There are stories about dragons in every part of the world, with the exception of Antartica. Even though there are no people in Antartica, which in that way would seem to make it attractive to dragons, the climate proposes a problem for these creatures who like fire or live in water, but not ice water.

One type of dragon, or sea monster, was feared back in the time of Christopher Columbus. During this time when the world was thought to be flat, these dragons were said to be at the edge of earth, waiting to eat any one who dared to sail that far into the ocean. This story kept many people from exploring farther into the world. Maps were even made marking the place where these dragons lived. At the edge of the map the words "Here Be Dragons" was almost always printed.

A knight and a dragon.

Dragons have also appeared in stories that go back to the time of the gods in mythology. The story of Perseus and the Dragon of Posdeidon tells of a vain queen who almost sacrificed her daughter to the dragon, had it not been for Perseus.

Dragons appear most in fairy tales and myths. In most cases the dragon is the keeper of some treasure, either gold and precious jewels or a maiden in despair. A knight in these stories must come to rescue the girl, or to retrieve the riches. To do this he must slay the dragon.

Almost all young children have heard stories of dragons. A story that arose from the Middle Ages is about a knight, later called St. George, who rescued a princess from a dragon and in return was able to baptize the Pagan people to Christianity. The story says that every year a maiden was sacrificed to this dragon. One year when the princess was going to be sacrificed, St. George decided to rescue her. Using his sword, Ascalon, he was able to stab the dragon and later slay him. This may be one of the most popular heroic stories involving the death of dragons, although there are many. The story of St. George and the Dragon has been told for centuries and the event was even painted by the great artist Raphael.
A norseman fights off a sea dragon.

Like St. George and the Dragon, many other stories have been told about dragons and the heroes who kill them. One story like this comes from Norway. The king left his daughter in the castle while he went away on a long trip. He left her a tiny dragon to be her guardian. The princess was skeptical of the tiny creatures, fearing that it could not protect her. However, the dragon soon grew into a large monster. He soon became too good of a guardian for the princess when he grew large enough to wrap his body all around the castle and not let anyone in or out of it. When the king returned home, even he was not permitted inside the castle. The only thing to do was to kill this dragon, so the king offered his the marriage of his daughter to anyone who could kill this dragon. No man in Norway was capable, but a man in Sweden finally killed the beast. As his reward he married the princess and they returned to Sweden together.

Another story is about another young man who fought a dragon for the reward of bringing the king's daughter to his master for marriage. In this story Tristan is tricked by another man who wants the princess for his own wife. In the end Tristan cut off the dragon's tongue as proof of his accomplishment and the lies of the other man were discovered.

During the times of dragons in England, anyone who killed a dragon was awarded knighthood. In ancient Rome, dragons were thought to hold the mysteries of the earth. Romans looked to dragons as a source of knowledge and used them as symbols of strength for their military. They used two forms of dragons, one which was used for heroism, to protect them, and the other, a fearsome dragon, used as a threat.
A wizard fighting a wyrm on a cliff.

Other tales about dragons are more about their toes then the dragons themselves. How many toes a dragon has is quiet significant. Many different kinds of dragons are said to have 3 toes. The 4 toed dragons are said to be the earth dragons. But the 5 toed dragons are the most respected of all. Only a king or a high noble had the privilege of wearing a picture of the 5 toed dragon. In ancient times if a peasant was seen wearing the symbol of the 5 toed dragon, he would immediately be put to death.

Dragons seem to have come from exaggerated myths about huge snakes, lizards or other reptiles. One type of dragon is actually called the Wyrm, and has a very snake-like form, with a dragon head. Another smaller form of dragon is called a dragonlet. These dragons are also venomous and can be deadly. In the story The Dragonlet of St. Pilatus, only man with a bad temper and skills with a sword was able to defeat this monster that was only the height of the hero. In almost every culture and all throughout history there are stories of these magical creatures called dragons.
© Copyright 2004-2013, Kevin Owens

Myths & Legends

All over the world there are extraordinary stories—stories that once upon a time were believed to be true but are today limited to the sphere of myths and legends. The question remains, are those myths something that existed in the minds of our ancestors or were they based on true events? It is true that most of those stories appear to the scientific world as fictitious products of vivid imaginations whose goals were purely to explain phenomena beyond their comprehension. Yet is it not arrogant to accuse our ancestors of being uncivilized and ignorant in one breath, then offer them praise and admiration over their monuments, buildings, art, sculptures, and societies in the next? This only proves that our modern society has two contradictory attitudes toward our past.

In this section, we will explore some of the most amazing legends from all over the world—legends that may hold truths that can unlock the secrets of our ancient origins.

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Tuesday, 12 May 2015

Rainbow Bridge – a poem

Rainbow Bridge – a poem

Hi my dear friends and followers, thank you for coming .
Just a short beautiful heart warming poem, I thought everyone would enjoy. Who among you hasn't lost a pet at one time or another in your life?

copyright 2012 by jon gutmacher

They say a place called Rainbow Bridge
is somewhere in the sky, it is a place
where loving pets, go after
they do die

its meadows and its green fields
are surrounded by rolling hills
the sky is clear the moon is bright
pets heal without their ills

and each day that they stay there
they play and romp
with fun and in the night
thru God’s Great Grace
sleep sound ’til morning comes

And there they stay 
while time stands still
until the day you die
and then a light does suddenly shine
and your pet begins to cry

For it sees you in the clearing
so far but yet so near
and runs to you with wagging tail
without a care or fear

And then it jumps into your arms 
warm kisses on your face
it quivers with excitement now
to feel your fond embrace

For love will always triumph
the bond will never break
and side-by-side
cross Rainbow Bridge
which leads
to Heaven’s gate

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Sunday, 10 May 2015

Merging of Souls

Merging of souls

Hi dear friends and followers, welcome to my blog. Here we can travel to anywhere in imagination, Today I am taking you on one of those trips. Take five, relax and enjoy. 

My place of birth

From the depth of the darkness of the void I came,

between the ripples of silence and the waves of chaos.

From the shadows slipping in and out of the blinding light,

flashes followed by impenetrable darkness,

came a howling of dust and tempest so strong

that I felt it take pieces of me, bits at a time!

Then the darkness fell and I saw a void,

made magnificent by myriad pinpoints of light,

all framed by brilliant and massive formations,

in hues of the rainbow that one might see here.

Beneath those lights I turned and weaved,

moving like a shadow in the dark of night.

Across many alien skies I flew;

The Earth beneath me turns living blue.

It is that blue that drew my attention;

That hue, and the other mind calling for me,

calling for me from the blue surface below.

It is the mind of a child that connects with mine!

Swooping down, I looked for the child.

I am drawn to looking, in a hypnotic state;

This one tiny voice had connected with me;

Since the birth of my consciousness, a child,

a child of the Earth beckons for me!

She is a young girl who lay in her bed in a daydream,

her mind where the dragons, the fairies and the elves reside;

In a magic land where whatever can be, is;

Where one can be whatever is their heart's desire.

Reaching through the great unseen,

the girl could touch another's soul.

I was on my way and soon I would be there.

Stars sparkled and comets streaked,

illuminating the darkened sky above.

A gigantic shadow shaded the brilliant moon;

so large was the form that glided through the night,

A shadow unseen against the sky so black,

descending and displacing the air around it,

like the wake of a swift-moving ship at sea.

She lay curled up and cozy, hugging her favorite doll,

about to drift into sleep until her room suddenly glowed!

It glowed phosphorescently with an energy that filled it,

like Saint Elmo's fire before the storm!

The phosphoric glow slowly faded to black

and the room became suddenly very, very dark.

Then through the window flooded a brilliance once more;

Running to the window, with doll in hand,

the girl looked out and was staggered by what she saw.

Then back to the window she came again, warily;

her eyes grew as wide as her mouth was agape!

There in the back yard she saw the form

of a dragon, but larger than any she had ever imagined.

She strained looking up from the bedroom window,

to see its head so far above her home,

taller than the house, taller than the trees!

Fear had left her when she climbed out her window

to go into the yard to look at the great dragon that was there.

She bowed and said, “welcome, great dragon, to my home.”

Star Dragon talked with its mind, and said, 

“I have felt your daydreams; I have come for you.”

"For me?” “Oh yes, for you alone.”

“I always knew you would come, Star Dragon!”

She climbed up onto my dark green back

and found it warm, not cold, to her touch,

as one might expect from the cold of space.

Two great beats of my wings bore us aloft,

Over the city, and farm, fields, forests, and mountains.

Up we went! Up and up and up!

My tiny passenger clung to my back

as we left the planet's enveloped atmosphere.

And there on my back was the girl, still clinging to her doll.

She marveled at the vista of stars of all sizes,

some still cradled within their nebulous birthplace;

All about was bathed in starlight from galaxies plenty;

the great clouds of dust she saw to be swirling around us.

I flew us through a cloud of stardust

that sparkled and glowed of its own inner energy,

like the plankton at sea or fireflies in the forest.

Never-ending it seemed, we soared into the heavens,

with child of Earth on my back, we flew,

like tiny jewels the myriad of galaxies

sparkling and twinkling like immense necklaces made for a goddess.

Like jewels they shined and reflected in my eyes,

The stars from which I had been spawned,

and was nurtured and kept in their astral company,

into my maturing years, till it was time to leave the nest.

Even as I searched the universe for her,

never did I turn back.

Now we fly as one.
Composed by Cynthia ©

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