Tuesday’s post on Demeter contained some 13 words and phrases scattered throughout that had a direct reference to Greek mythology. On Wednesday, we suggested you might want to try to see how many you could identify. Now, here are the answers (in the order they appear in the article):
Often it feels like an exercise in futility, a Sisyphean task, if you will (yep, another reference to Greek mythology!) I’m talking, of course, about New Year’s resolutions. Sometimes I’m tempted to just white-out the date on last year’s list and write in the new year because it all still applies—it feels as though I’ve accomplished exactly nothing!
So if we’re thinking about changing when we celebrate the New Year (as we did in Tuesday’s post), why not consider a few tweaks to how as well, at least with regard to the whole resolution issue? While perusing my (rather large) library of self help books, I came across an intriguing idea. And then I saw it (or a variation thereof) several more times, leading me to conclude that either these self help authors copy shamelessly from one another or this exercise really is effective. (In this case, I suspect both.)
If you read yesterday’s post on Demeter, you may have noticed that there were a few words and phrases scattered throughout that had a direct reference to Greek mythology. (13 to be exact—at least that I’m aware of—above and beyond the obvious in the story about Demeter, Persephone, etc…) Just for fun, go back and see how many you can identify (I’ll post the answers on Friday). If you’re a teacher who studies Greek mythology with your students, you might enjoy sharing this activity with them…
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It’s coming—you can feel it in the air. Already the evenings are cooler. It won’t be long before we’ll have to face those cold, gray winter mornings again. (Of course, this isn’t so much an issue for us southern Arizonans, but for those in less hospitable climes, let me just say, I still remember and I feel your pain…)
This time of year always brings with it a certain lethargy. You know how it goes, one minute you’re lying in the arms of Morpheus, snoring peacefully, and then the alarm goes off—again—and you hit the “snooze” button—again, roll over and pull the covers up over your head. Some days it takes an almost Herculean effort to finally rouse yourself, swing out of bed, and plant those nice warm tootsies on the cold, hard floor.
This is all Demeter’s fault, you know, at least according to Greek mythology. She’s the goddess of the harvest, the one who presided over grains and the fertility of the earth. And before she got mad and created “seasons,” it was always warm and sunny—an eternal spring, if you will.
In her defense, she was sorely provoked. In fact, she was acting out of the strongest love of all—the love of a mother for her child. Here’s what happened: