Say my name that I may live! Lady Olivia Robertson – April 13, 1917 – November 14, 2013
Lady Olivia passed to the Summerlands last night and a vibrant life has gone out on our side of the veil. Lady Olivia was a force of nature. She came into any gathering and electrified it. We loved having her when she came to visit us in Los Angeles before Isis Oasis Convocation and she told us many times how much she loved coming. She said she loved our diversity and she loved our humour. We will miss her greatly.
I know she always made me feel shy because she was so big in her energy. The first time I ever met her was at Isis Oasis and TOILA had done the opening ritual on Friday night. It was about the weighing of hearts and Ma’at and I played Ammit complete with huge mask. I had been totally absorbed in my part of the ritual (eating bad people’s hearts and a little bemused that people were coming up and giving me their hearts. They were given an ancient Egyptian representation of their heart to give to Ma’at but some came directly to me.) so I was still in ritual mind and costume when this little elderly woman with outsize energy came up and introduced herself to me and complemented me on my embodiment of Ammit. I really at that point had no clue who she was since I was very new to FOI. She told me that she had come from the Pleiades and that was where she thought we had come from. I remember trying to put that together in my still befuddled mind and I wanted Laura Janesdaughter to explain to me what she meant and that was my introduction to Lady Olivia Robertson.
When Lady Olivia visited we were treated to original ritual drama that she made up as she went along picking people from the attendees as she went along to play the parts. Her dramas had the ability to make whatever story she was telling to come alive. She loved BunniHoTep although she did question her gender once to me and yes, I was certain BunniHoTep was a goddess not a god and I will treasure my signed Iseum charter from her and Laura for the rest of my life.
I remember her curled up on the couch in Anniitra’s living room directing Anniitra and Tecia to Dance! for us and the Goddess.
Or surprising Mary by telling her she was to be ordained the next day while having tea after ritual and we pulled it off. Instant Guardian just add water.
Her coming up at ritual and paying honour to the Goddess, BunniHoTep as she sat in her chair.
Lady Olivia dancing and dancing at ritual.
Her beautiful paintings and oracles and her flamboyant sense of fashion!
This the slideshow of our beloved Hieromum. We were her witches, her priestesses and her druids. I will never be able to thank her for all she did for me.
And here are some examples of ritual photography like I wrote about yesterday.
For 9/11 Laura got the idea for a memorial to those who died that day and the story is here: https://sites.google.com/site/fellowshipofisiscentral/fellowship-of-isis-history-archive—say-my-name-that-i-may-live
Say my name that I may live! Was an ancient Egyptian petition to remember those who had passed on to the next world. The last two weeks I’ve have been saying it every time I thought of Laura. It something simple but when you say it seems to being the person closer. It’s the end of the year for those who practice the Gaelic/Celtic paths and the Gaels remembered their dead at this time of year. Not every culture does it at this time of year whatever that idiot that has been writing about generalizations of polytheists think. The Japanese for one, have a festival in July and the Romans did it in the month they considered unlucky, February.
But back to my point, pagans do tend to ancestor and dead remembrance this time of year, saying their names can’t hurt. “Say my name that I may live!
I did the Road Trip this weekend and it was the most fun I’ve had in a long time. Diana and I went up to Isis Oasis on Friday or at least headed in that direction. We stayed at a Motel 6 in Santa Rosa that could use some rehab in the bathroom dept. Maybe it was because we were pagans but the shower only had 2 speeds. Oh my Goddess, I’m in Hell hot and Oh Shit, Hell has frozen over and nothing in between and when you finally got it to stay at a tolerable grade of hot it would spontaneously change to cold. Mind you it was mid hair rinse and the noise I made made Diana laugh when she heard it.
The drive up the 5 is usually terminally boring but we never really noticed we were talking so much. The 5 is a lot like driving through Kansas I’ve heard. Mostly flat with either low golden brown hills and lone oaks or crops like cotton, corn or orchards of peaches, walnuts, pistachios and almonds with scattered citrus. We had one of my goddess music cds in and just barely noticed that is was repeating. We stopped at a 7/11 rest area and we could have gotten lost in there. There was stuff I’d never seen in a 7/11 and a lot of local things like the nuts. Very Cool!
We safaried the rest of the way up to Santa Rosa and checked in, went to dinner and since it was really cold and not what the weather report had said it would be we ended up on a shopping spree at that elegant French dept store Target’ and buying warm pajamas and Diana got a really pretty aqua/teal sweater.
The next morning we got tortured by the shower and were off to Isis Oasis and the Convocation. We wanted to be there before Linda Iles’ workshop on Bast. She just published a wonderful book after 12 years of research and she had so much left over she is presently writing one on Bast rituals. Amazon has it here http://www.amazon.com/Bast-Cat-Goddess-Ancient-Egypt/dp/B008I6H6HI/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1381783027&sr=8-1&keywords=linda+iles if you are interested. I liked the workshop a lot. Her focus in the talk was Bast’s relationship to Isis and Osiris and I should have taken notes but I was enjoying it and the warm sunlight in the room too much to take notes. The Kat in my name does not refer to the animal but I have some really cat-like tendencies including the urge to curl up in a pool of sunlight sometimes.
We had a nice chat with Linda where she dropped a bomb on us. The reason we had come up in the first place was to represent the Temple of Isis/Los Angeles at the Memorial. We were just supposed to attend and that was it. It turned out Loreon who runs Isis Oasis had set the time aside but because she and Laura had not gotten along nothing had been planned. This caused a slightly frantic phone call to our two sister priestesses who were still on their way up. It was a good thing there are smartphones and that we had done two rituals last weekend. No resting for the weary, grieving priestesses.
And then we were bad conference attendees. We skipped out to go to Ukiah to visit the City of 10,000 Buddhas there. http://www.cttbusa.org/ They have a heritage tree that is a huge old fir at Isis Oasis and it’s really sad. It feels like it has retreated and is grieving itself. And there are a lot of animals that are in cages there and some don’t get enough attention. There is a cockatoo that is constantly screaming “Hello” and he is alone in his cage. Lemon crested Cockatoos have the intelligence of a 5 year old child and if they aren’t paid enough attention they get destructive and neurotic. He was radiating loneliness and frustration and he was so sad. Never allow a Druid to have to be in close contact with sad trees and animals. It’s horrid. So we ditched the conference and drove north to spend a few hours and had a lovely time. It’s really beautiful and filled with happy trees and animals that aren’t afraid to come up and interact with you. We saw squirrels and peafowl that came right up to us. It was really beautiful there and on the road because the trees are turning colour and so are all the grape vineyards on the way. We had a lovely lunch at a local restaurant and headed back to be in time for deTraci Regula’s http://www.amazon.com/The-Mysteries-Isis-Llewellyns-Religion/dp/1567185606/ref=pd_sim_b_5 workshop. She had a reproduction of an ancient Egyptian Jewelry mold so we used Fimo to make Tyet knots and/or Jedpillars. (you can look that one up). Diana cheated and made a Khephre amulet. There were several different things to do on the mold. I have to find some red ribbon to put my knot on. Linda and deTraci were the ones who did our Arch Druidess consecration last weekend so it was great to see them two weekends in a row.
Then it was off to Catherine’s timeshare where we were staying at to meet Catherine and Anniitra. They were going to the Opera there that night and we were joking that you could only see 2 priestesses from TOILA at a time unless it was ritual space or there would be a space time continuum problem. We hastily threw a ritual outline together for the next day and they were off to the opera and we to make dinner and upload photos and rest. Didn’t quite go as planned since when they got back we talked until after one in the morning.