|Marigolds are often used to symbolize longing for affection, and sometimes jealousy or grief. They represent warmth and light and are sometimes given as an offering to religious figures.
It is thought that the marigold originated in Egypt and was later brought to England and to other countries by the Romans. During the North American Civil War and WW1 the flower petals were made into a poultice and used to prevent infections.
It has a peppery taste and a warm smell and can be used to remove toxins from the intestines and to slow external bleeding and prevent bacterial infection and inflammation.
I am 18 years old as of january 2017 and an alchemist. My specialty is in potions and meditations. I have a moderate knowledge of plants and animals that is always expanding. I'm currently working on writing my own field journal with the guidance of a dear friend.
I was born with Witches marks and still have not confirmed their significance or ties to my purpose, but I do know that my blood is tied to those of "The fates" or what are modernly known as Fea.
I don't get a lot of visitors here, and I'm not entirely sure how to get started building my place in your community, so if you have any advice for me, it is deeply appreciated. Please feel free to speak with me any time.
It's been brought to my attention that Fea are a bit taboo here as most people think "Fairies" when discussing Fea, which is not all together wrong, but not what I am currently focused on.
My focus at the moment are The Fates, who are often confused with fea or fairies, but they are not. They are a bit like familiars, but they do not connect themselves with people and instead manifest themselves in dreams, memories, and emotions that drive us towards our "Fate."
I think I may have seen a higher power in my dreams
I saw a woman standing over a pile of dead, and when she looked at me her eye were made of light. There were tear stains on her face. She said to me "My child, the world is falling into chaos. People kill and in turn force others to kill each other. How do I explain this to my children? How do I explain to them that I can not aide them?" And I told her to give them hope.
I do not necessarily believe in a god, or gods, or goddesses. I believe that there exist beings who are far more powerful, far older, and far wiser than I, but they are no more gods to me than I would be a god to a mouse.
My dreams become more lucid with each passing, and I am afraid yet filled with hope.
Who/what is the greek Lexis...?