Mēness: The Moon in Latvian Mythology

Latvian symbols have been known since Neolithic times. Roman historian, Tacitus (CE 56-120) knew of Baltic deities as far back as 98 CE (common era) The Balts, the last pagans of Europe weren’t Christianized until the early 13th Century. Couronians (Kurzemnieki) and Semigallians (Zemgaļnieki) were especially resistant to enforced Christianization. Therefore it’s a mistake to try to associate Dieva dēls (God’s son) Jānis with John the Baptist or the goddess Māra with the Virgin Mary. Latvians had their own nature gods and goddesses. Even today they have not been completely banished from Latvian culture.

Illustration by Ansis Cīrulis, 1883-1942

The Pantheon of Latvian nature deities with Mēness in the center. On his right is Saule (the Sun) and one of her daughters. Pērkons (Thunder) is on the black horse. The first figure on the left is Auseklis (the Moning Star) The next three figures are the trinity of major gods, Dievs (God) Laima (Fate), and Māra, the Mother Goddess.

Mēness is one of the major deities of the Latvian pantheon. One of Dieva sons.

Ruler of the night.

In many mythologies, the sun is depicted as male and the moon as female. In Latvian mythology, it’s the other way around. The sun, Saule, is female and the moon, Mēness, is male. As in all mythologies, the beliefs and depictions are inconsistent.

Mēness (the moon) is the god of war, clad in silk and silver, wearing a starry cloak, carrying a sword at his side, and mounted on a white horse. The moon is the guardian of men and boys. Soldiers are his special concern. Mēness lends his light and protection to those who have to work or travel by night. When the moon isn’t riding his white horse, his chariot is drawn by the morning and the evening stars.

Protected by Mēness.

At first, Saule and Mēness were happily married. They were inseparable rising and going to bed at the same time. Together they had many children, the stars. In other tellings, Mēness was a rake and a rambling boy who courted Saules daughters (Saules meitas)

In different versions of the myth, Mēness is the guardian of the stars. He counts them every night. Having noticed that Auseklis (the morning star) is missing Mēness decides to steal his bride. When Saule discovers her husband’s adultery she grabs her sword and chops him into bits and pieces. Again, depending on the variation of the myth, she just whacks off half his head. That’s how the formerly happy couple winds up in their separate realms, he at night, she during the day. Never p*** off the sun. She may be a warm and loving mother but has the fury of hell when she’s betrayed.

The sun’s flares of temper.

Mēness has a more benevolent side. He is fondly known as Mēnestiņš, “dear little moon.” The moon is the deity of the entire human life cycle, of agriculture, of fertility and growth, of perpetual motion.

The waxing moon attracts and increases energy.

Everything that grows above ground should be planted when the moon is waxing. Root vegetables should be planted when the moon is waning as its energy, is also waning at this time. The symbol of the waning moon is used for healing to make the illness grow weaker and wear away.

Perhaps because the moon is so changeable, it also has its feminine side, Mēnesnīca, moonlight. I was unable to find anything more specific about mēnesnīca except that she’s the light of the moon.

The moon over the park at the Latvian seaside resort, Ķemeri. Mēnesnīca.

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My First Published Piece

Haiku

Tibby and the moon

During my senior year in high school, I took a creative writing class, during which I fell in love with haiku. The teacher taught us the Anglicized rules for the Japanese poetry form–three lines of five, seven, and five syllables. They must be about nature and have a reference to a season. Perhaps in those days no one knew, or cared, that in Japanese syllabification is not the same as in English.

I adored the poems of Basho, Buson, and especially gentle Issa.

Now, if you look up haiku on the internet, you’re likely to see the poems in English and also in Japanese both in Latin script and in Japanese script. Modern haiku, written in English does not necessarily follow the strict rules I was taught. It seems to be pretty much free-form. Nor is the subject matter as restricted.

Anyway, I wrote my little poem as I was taught and submitted it to our local newspaper, which used to run a poetry column in the Sunday edition. What a surprise when they accepted it! My first attempt at getting published. They also sent me a check for three dollars. Much better pay than many periodicals offer these days. I should have framed that check, but I didn’t.

I recently found the newspaper clipping in a box of old photos, a bit brittle, yellowed, but still legible. I still have a little volume of haiku from my school days. I love this subtle poetry form as much as ever.

How very cold the night
frost bitten, the moon sends earth
spears of crystal light.

Clouds: From My Balcony

Photography is one of my favorite occupations. Clouds are one of my favorite subjects. They can be very dramatic. They move slowly. It doesn’t matter if they aren’t in sharp focus. Who ever heard of a hard edged cloud?

I’m so lucky to have this view

If you live in Puget Sound country, it’s a good idea to learn to love clouds. Between the influence on the ocean, the inland sea that is our Sound and our mountain ranges, we get lots of clouds.

I can’t get enough of this view.

I keep my camera hand and leap out of my chair when my peripheral vision notices a change in light.

Flower moon amidst clouds

The May full moon is known as the flower moon. I seldom get decent photos of the moon with my inexpensive little camera, but I keep trying.

Clouds Over the Cascades

Clouds frequently hide the Cascades, but there are times when the clouds highlight the mountains.

Cloud Abstract

This may look like a watercolor, but it’s actually a photograph. One of my favorites.

I have some many cloud photos that I could do several series. I’ll do a few more in the future.