The Goddess Pele Erupts with Anger on Kilauea.

The Hawaiian Goddess of Volcanoes, Pele is angry; no doubt furious over how humans are treating our mutual mother, Mother Nature. Just days ago, she erupted from within the bowels of her volcanic underworld with vengeance on her mind. Her long, scalding strands of orange hair are flowing from within the volcano Kilauea; unfurling down the mountain-side to choke off anything in their path. In parts, she is spraying her scorching, red blood through a new crack in the surface called a fissure. Just look at this recent footage:


She is all consuming and when her destructive strands of flowing hair reach her sister, and rival goddess, Namaka, they clash in an explosion of steam; fire and water re-igniting their eternal rivalry. So, it is best to stand back and let her vent her frustrations. Yet, her anger isn't saved just for Namaka.

(Above: Steam from lava reaching the ocean from USGS Hawaii Volcano Observatory).

Her human siblings need to be reminded now and then of the power of her magic, or face her wrath, because she will consume even the strongest buildings, if built too close to her domain. She will not be disrespected, and those who are foolish enough to do so, don't often live long enough to tell about it. That is because she builds the island how she will, and you walking across her new land, before it's ready, is a sign of disrespect. It will usually be punished by a swift fall through the thin layers of her cooling creations where your burning corpse will eventually be incorporated into new land.

(Above: Green fern growing in lava field near Kilauea Volcano, Hawaii by Kevin McCarthy. There are some rights reserved for this picture).

Yet, she is so much more than her violent outbursts show. As her black creations age, they become some of the most fertile ground to grow upon. In fact, her energy, if respected and accessed with respect, can power our energy needs. The island of Iceland is mostly powered by her geothermal emissions. They have learned to live in balance with her power and she has blessed them for it. So, for those who honor and venerate her magic she is happy to give them the best fireworks show on Earth. No rock concert can compare to her rattling rumbles, hissing steam and roaring explosions. She is the original inventor of the pyrotechnic show and truly knows how to make rocks roll!!

(Above: Pu'u 'O'o on a flank of Hawaii's Kilauea Volcano)

I will always stand mesmerized by the primeval and other-worldly forms that she takes on. It is easy to be humbled by her raw energy, as one should be. She makes us feel small but not in an insignificant way. She makes us feel small, so we don't have to try and control everything. We are apart of a bigger picture and knowing that we are just along for the ride takes some pressure off of life. Thank-you, Pele, for your magic. The Earth, and we humans are better for it.

~The Green Man has Spoken~

The Horny God Cernnunos; Sex in Nature.

(The Horned God Cernunnos)

I'm not normally the nudist type but when we go backpacking, some 30 miles away from humanity in all directions, I immensely enjoy walking around the woods skyclad. It is a thrilling experience to feel leaves upon the skin (making sure to avoid the poisonous ones) of my naked body; to feel the natural breeze off a lake (the breath of the goddess) caress my naked bits is breath-taking and something very humanizing. It's like a long-lost memory of the kind of freedom that my species hasn't known since early man and womankind. Allowing ourselves to be naked in our natural habitat is natural--our natural state; worth celebrating and honoring in ceremonies.

Once, while I was all alone in a forest, a few years back, during a backpacking trip I masturbated amidst a grove of pine trees after a rainfall. The earthly smell of wet dirt and pine filled the air. That musty scent really brought out my primal, sensual animal. It was highly arousing to be naked in the forest like my ancestors--Cernnunos, the horned one. I think the sensuality came as I brought the sounds, smells and sights of nature into my sexual experience.

Including walking through leafy, forest paths with an erection to find my sacred spot. My hardness parted the soft leaves like a royal scepter, which was thrilling and sacred for me. The sacredness is taking back the noble erection from the shame men have had to endure from society; telling them the penis is something to hide--and laugh at from discomfort with the imposing protrusion of it's proud, natural form. The double-standard we've had to endure of movies celebrating boobs and the naked female form but hiding the man in the background; as well as not showing his penis. Why is the penis something to hide?!! Are we ashamed of it?!! That is so sad.

The scents of the flowers, emitting the intoxicating sensuality of the goddess aroused inside me a celebration of all things feminine in my head. In that moment, I wanted to make sacred love with all of Earth's blessed women. I was at love, with both the natural world in that moment and the female energy; not just the beautiful form but from the nurturing, caring and warmness of our Queens. As I lay back upon the reclining, smooth logs, I was at the height of sexual, sensual and spiritual arousal; the orgasm that ensued was basking in the power of those three givers of love. It was an experience that blew my mind, warmed my heart and rejuvenating my self-esteem; as well as rejuvenating my relationship with nature.

I want to do this again sometime but with a ceremony planned around self-pleasure communing. In it I plan to take on the form of the Horned God Cernunnos, who is the Celtic god of nature and male fertility (thus, the name of my post calling him the, "horny god" instead of horned god). I want to bathe in a near-by creak to cleanse myself, before laying a blanket down in a secluded forest clearing and performing a sage cleansing. Inhaling lavender flowers brought with me for the ceremony to relax and connect my sexual energy with Mother Nature's sensuality.

I will dig a small hole in the Earth to symbolize the womb of nature. Next, comes laying red rose petals throughout the hole to symbolism the feminine, the goddess and female fertility. Upon completion I would settle into a meditative trance of self-stimulation. Upon the climax of the ceremony I would spread my male seed into the symbolic womb (Earthen hole) as an offering. After draining my seed, I would sprinkle some distilled (distilled for purity) water over the mixture; as a symbolic gesture of watering the seed to unlock it's rejuvenating energy. Finally, I'd fill the hole (Earthen womb) with the dirt that use to fill it, to seal the offering to the goddess.

Afterward, I will kneel before the Earthen womb and say a few words of hope to the winds of the high mountains, whipping down from above; that nature might be rejuvenated through humanity's re-awakening to the importance of Mother Nature. Celebration and honor be forever to our blessed Mother Earth. I plan, as well, to have a sexual ceremony in this setting with my wife. In addition to an offering of my seed to the male sexual energy; being that I'm bisexual.

PHOTO CREDIT: Sandra San Tara

~The Green Man has Spoken~