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Statement from EarthTides Pagan Network

Statement from EarthTides Pagan Network

July 1, 2019

The EarthTides Pagan Network was established in 1989 as a support resource for Maine’s Pagan community. For the past few years, EarthTides has been dormant due to lack of interest and lack of volunteer support, among several issues.

During this period of dormancy, one member of the Board, the Treasurer, Lorelei Greenwood-Jones, was left to run the books in good faith.

This January, community members stepped up and offered their energy to revamp the EarthTides website and to revitalize the organization. During this process Mrs. Greenwood-Jones was asked to give a report about the financial situation of EarthTides. Instead of doing this, Mrs. Greenwood-Jones admitted that for several years, as far back as 2013, she had been taking EarthTides funds for personal use and that the bank account was empty. Following this confession, Mrs. Greenwood-Jones was removed from the EarthTides Board and from her role as Treasurer, including removal from the EarthTides bank account.

As a non-profit organization which does not pay taxes on income, EarthTides Pagan Network was required to report this incident to the State of Maine. Furthermore, Mrs.Greenwood-Jones has released a statement to the community with an explanation and an apology.

Though a repayment plan was voluntarily established over the intervening years by Mrs. Greenwood-Jones, she continued to take unauthorized funds from the EarthTides account even after repaying some of the money. Since her removal from the Board, however, a new repayment plan has been established with Mrs. Greenwood-Jones and is ongoing as of this statement.

The EarthTides Board is saddened by these events and takes full responsibility for our lack of organizational oversight which contributed significantly to this situation.

Thank you for your continued support of EarthTides.

Blessings,

EarthTides Pagan Network Board:

Nikki Starcat Shields

Janine Marie Gorham

Brent Nelson

Cynthia Grimm

 

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Next meeting 5/12 at 7pm

Dear Friends of EarthTides,

Please join us at the next EarthTides meeting on Sunday May 12th. The meetings are held virtually via Zoom (using your computer or phone), from the comfort of your own home.

The purpose of the meetings is to revitalize EarthTides, particularly our online presence (as a complement to our in-person gatherings at Beltane on the Beach and Common Ground Fair). We’ll be electing new officers and adding new board members at this meeting. Get involved!

Our next meeting will take place on Sunday 5/12 at 7pm.

To access the meeting, join by computer at https://zoom.us/j/567024624 

Or call in via phone, 1 929 436 2866 or 1 669 900 6833 Meeting ID: 567 024 624

Thanks and Blessings,
Nikki

Nikki Starcat Shields, EPN President

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Faerie Tidings: The Great Ostara Egg-Hunt

Photo by EraPhernalia Vintage. Shared under the CC by-sa license.

Photo by EraPhernalia Vintage. Shared under the CC by-sa 2.0 license.

Faerie Tidings: The Great Ostara Egg-Hunt
by Starcat and BlackLion

We scooch down, level with the table top, squinting our eyes and tilting our heads to note any changes in the eggs resting in the glass bowl. The Spring Equinox is upon us and our experiment with coloring eggs for the Great Ostara Egg-Hunt is proceeding quite well. The table holds bowls of various concoctions of beet juice, onion skins, blueberries, red cabbage, carrots, and kale leaves, with eggs resting or floating in them. To some of them we’ve added progressively more water to create a gradient of festive colors. Local farmers’ chickens provided us with flats of eggs to use for the community celebration. We’re excited to be this year’s hosts.

The three cats, two black and an orange tiger, crouch nearby, awaiting further tidbits of the hard-boiled eggs whose shells didn’t survive the vigorous boiling process. Lunch will, of course, be egg-salad sandwiches. Outside the windows, some patches of snow still linger in the field. They are getting smaller each day, thanks to the strong yellow rays of the sun and the warming breezes.

As we craft, we daydream of all the squeals of discovery we’ll hear from the wee ones tomorrow, once the hunt has begun. Along with these colorful eggs, we also have treasures such as our homemade chocolates, small jars of preserves from our stash, and little braided sticky buns. In the morning, we’ll traipse about the cottage and yard, hiding the treats in unexpected niches.

After we finish our lunch, which we share with our three hungry cat friends, we decide to venture out for a walk in the sunshine. Surveying our many trays of eggs, we concoct a plan to remind our friends in the valley of tomorrow’s festivities. Scrambling about in the big wooden trunk, we unearth our bunny ears and cotton tails, and soon we are rabbits ready to hop down the lane towards the village. We giggle in merry delight of the reactions we’ll receive. Soon, we pile our baskets with tulip bulbs, ready to hand them out as a promise of the flowers to come.

By the time we reach the village, we lead a parade of wee fae to and fro. They aren’t entirely sure what to do with the bulbs, but their excited chatter about tomorrow’s delights lights up their faces and causes smiles to spread throughout the valley. A sweet-faced crone distributes cookies and milk to the whole entourage when the Fae Rabbit Parade stops for a rest near her front porch. This brings further laughter and shouts of joy. She is thanked with many sticky kisses and a pile of bulbs for her garden.

As suppertime approaches, we return all the wee ones to their various homes, with instruction on bulb-planting and an air of excited anticipation for tomorrow. Back at the cottage, we collapse in happy weariness, nibbling on a salad of early greens and the leftover cookies the kind widow tucked into our baskets.

We are up at dawn, as excited as the youngsters about the Great Ostara Egg-Hunt. The fresh spring air fills our lungs as we venture out, the cats following us, sleepily blinking and wondering what we’re up to. The orange stripey cat sniffs at the treasures we place in their hiding spots, puzzled over what they might contain. Maude greets us happily and we turn her out into the field to crop some fresh grass, taking the opportunity to hide eggs in her stall at child-eye-level.

In the hollows of fruit trees, tucked behind small rock cairns, on the corners of the porch rails, our treasures are secured. One egg perches on the sundial, another several in the garden, and of course many rest among the rocks of the unlit fire pit. We lose track of several of them, trusting that our young sleuths will determine their location. Finishing our task, we contemplate a light breakfast and put the finishing touches on our contribution to the feast: braided bread and scalloped potatoes.

When the families arrive with their empty, colorful baskets and bright smiles, we feel a rush of spring energy fill us with anticipation of discovery and joy of our community celebration. Soon everyone has arrived and the tension of eagerness is at its peak. Let the egg-hunt begin!

We let them loose in the yard, savoring the squeals of discovery. Before long, laden baskets return in the arms of chocolate-smeared children, and the compost bin is littered with brightly-colored eggshells. The benches and tables from the barn are hauled out, and we all pitch in to set out the feast. Our musician friends, plied with eggs and chocolate, strike up a merry tune as the festivities continue throughout the day.

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