does an anxiety attack count as an altered state of consciousness?
idk i’m going to write about it anyway…
Yes. It definitely counts.
A bluecap is a mythical fairy or ghost in English folklore. They inhabit mines and appear as small blue flames. If miners treat them with respect, the bluecaps lead them to rich deposits of minerals. Bluecaps can also forewarn miners of cave-ins. They are mostly associated with the Anglo-Scottish…
I’ll look up my sources and see what I can find to add to this post.
An industrious mine spirit, who worked as hard as any brownie, but, unlike a brownie, expected to be paid a working man’s wages. An account of him appeared in the Colliery guardian 1863:
"The supernatural person in question was no other than a ghostly putter, and his name was Blue-cap. Sometimes the miners would perceive a light blue flame flicker through the air and settle on a full coal-tub, which immediately moved towards the rolly-way as though impelled by the sturdiest sinews in the working. Industrious Blue-cap required, and rightly, to be paid for his services, which he moderately rated as those of an ordinary average putter, therefore once a fortnight Blue-cap’s wages were left for him in a solitary corner of the mine. If they were a farthing below his due, the indignant Blue-cap would not pocket a stiver; if they were a farthing above his due, indignant Blue-cap left the surplus revenue where he found it."
At the time when this was written, the belief in Blue-cap, or Blue-bonnet, as he was called in some of the mines, was already on the wane.
- From Katherine Bragg’s “A Dictionary of Fairies”
I’ll add to this if I come across anything more in my folklore archiving project :-)
Look what I found! Wooly mullein! Yes I triple checked the id, the leaves are far furrier than foxglove, and I’ve seen it in bloom.
It looks like something that grow around here! I think what we have is woolly lambs ear?
Yes lambs ear leaves have a similar colour and texture. I love them, so soft and furry.
My river in autumn
"Chervil and fennel,
These herbs were wrought
by the wise lord,
holy in heaven,
there did he hang;
He set and sent them in seven worlds
To remedy all, the rich and the needy.
It stands against pain,
stands against poison,
has might against three
and against thirty,
Against devil’s hand
and against deception,
Against the witchcraft
of the wicked ones.”
Anglo Saxon nine herbs charm.
Wild fennel pictured here,
against a New Zealand autumn sky.