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Well, technically the Neptunalia was yesterday, the 23rd of July – but by the time I’m posting this, WordPress says it’s already the 24th.  Strange.

Anyway, as the name may imply, the Neptunalia is the festival day dedicated to Neptunus, the bearded, trident-wielding god of water and the sea (though the latter was, perhaps, a later addition).  Way back in time it would have been celebrated with festival games (ludi) and a day of voting; it goes without saying that there would have been drinking and feasting as well.

I remember walking into my mom’s antique shop last year at this time and being met by beach stuff and seashells everywhere!  (it’s a theme-based shop, each month has a different theme, and I had previously had no idea what that month’s theme was – obviously, it was “A Day at the Beach!”)  I thought, Ok Neptune, hint taken! and had a good laugh.

So today I offered Him some seashells that I had collected way back when I lived by the beach, and poured Him a glass of wine that I had just picked up today.  Afterwards I decided to see if my offerings were accepted, because if not I’d have to perform a piaculum – a uniquely Roman event that is essentially a sacrifice of atonement.

For this I pulled out my new tarot deck – a Steampunk themed deck from a local woman.  The card that I pulled?

The Page of Cups.

Not my favorite card in the deck, but I about jumped for joy when it showed itself.  Because in the background of this card is the seashore.  That, coupled with the meaning of the card – in this case, I took it to mean pleasure/happiness – gives me the idea that this offering was very well-received indeed.


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Illustrious grandson of Atlas, be with me, you whom one of the 

Pleiades once bore to Iuppiter in the mountains of Arcadia.

Umpire of war and peace for the gods above and below,

you who make your way on winged feet,

delighted by the lyre’s strum and the sweat of the wrestling ring,

you tutored tongues to talk with style,

for you the senators founded a temple facing the Circus,

so today – the Ides – is a holiday for you.

Everyone whose line is selling merchandise offers incense 

to you and asks you for profits in return.

Close by the Capena Gate is Mercurius’ spring.  It pays

to believe those who’ve tried it: it works.

Look – here comes a merchant with his clean sleeves rolled up to draw water

in a fumigated pitcher to take along with him.

With this he wets a laurel spray, with the laurel he sprinkles

all the stuff that’s going to have new owners.

He even sprinkles his hair with the dripping laurel, and presents

his prayer in a voice that’s used to fraud:

“Wash away the duplicities of times gone by,” he says,

“wash away the deceits of the day gone by.

Whether I invoked you or took in vain the name of Iuppiter

when I knew he wouldn’t be listening,

or intentionally defrauded any other god or goddess, let the wind

make swiftly off with the shameless things I’ve said.

Let me resort to duplicities on the day to come,

and let the gods disregard whatever I say.

Just give me profits, give me joy in profit taken,

and make it pay to have swindled the buyer.”

Mercurius smiles from on high at demands like that, remembering

his theft of brother Apollo’s cattle.

-Ovid’s Fasti, Book 5, lines 663-692

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Salvete amici!

I apologize if this post is a bit uncoordinated; I’ll probably do some editing later, but I wanted to get this posted early.

Today is February 15th, the date of the infamous Lupercalia festival.

The luperci doing their thing

If you haven’t heard of this festival before or have heard of it but don’t quite know the details of this magical event, then sit tight for a quick explanation – if you have heard of it, then please, bear with me for a moment.

To start the festival, a dog and a goat would have been sacrificed, and the goat would have its hide cut into strips.  Then the foreheads of two young men from noble families would be smeared with blood, and, immediately after this, the blood would be wiped off with wool soaked in milk.  Then, the two boys had to laugh.

They would next have to strip down until all they were wearing were belts around their waists.  Then comes the fun part: they would run around the city (possibly around the Palatine Hill, but sources don’t agree on the actual route), flogging people with the strips of goatskin.  Women of childbearing age especially would try and get whipped by the thongs, as this was supposed to help with fertility and easy childbirth.

Now, while what occurred on the Lupercalia might be agreed on, there are several theories as to the origins of the festival.

An obscure Greek poet by the name of Butas wrote that he believed that the Lupercalia originated via the agency of the followers of Romulus after they had defeated Amulius (the usurper king of Alba Longa).  The followers, according to Butas, happily raced to the cave where the twins were suckled by the she-wolf: thus, the race was reenacted each year in the form of the festival.

In this version of the origin of the Lupercalia, the knife that was used to smear the foreheads of the noble twins with blood represented the danger and murders of the time of Romulus, and the milk-soaked wool represented the milk that the twins suckled from the she-wolf.

Another theory comes from Gaius Acilius, a Roman author writing in the 2nd century BCE.  According to him, the festival originated before the founding of Rome.  Romulus’ allies had lost their flocks of sheep and prayed to Faunus – the rural god of forests, plains and fields – for help in finding them.   They then ran around naked so that sweat would not bother them: this is why the two nobles would run around nearly naked for the festival.

The famous poet Ovid recounts several stories of the Lupercalia in book 2 of his Fasti.  He says that the festival is one dedicated to Faunus – or Pan, as he later calls the god, who was imported to Italy by the Greeks.  Ovid writes that Pan loved to run naked in the mountains, and so his followers must carry on this tradition as well.  The Lupercal Cave where Romulus and Remus lived was named for Mount Lycaeus in Arcadia, Greece, which is yet another connection with the possible Greek origin.  He also mentions that the festival might have started with Romulus and his followers losing their flock of sheep, however.

One final theory is that due to the time of the festival – that is, that it occurs within the Parentalia – the Lupercalia is a festival of the dead.  Varro mentions in On the Latin Language  that he believes that the people of Rome are purified (or februatur, a verb form very close to the month February) on the day of the Lupercalia (called the dies februatus, or Day of Purification), but others believe that the month of February was named after the dii inferi, spirits of the underworld, and that the Lupercalia has some connection with this.

On the 15th February, 44 BCE, something else took place: Mark Antony offered Julius Caesar the diadem of – and thus position of – a king.  There are two major theories as to why this date was chosen: some think that it was merely because a lot of people attended the festival and would see the ‘coronation’, while others think that the festival had ties to the time of the Kings of Rome and the confirmation of royal power.

And with that, I’ll end this post.  Have a safe and happy Lupercalia!

(sources for this post are Religions of Rome Volume 2: A Sourcebook by Beard, North, and Price; Fasti by Ovid)

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Salvete amici!

Tomorrow is both the Ides of February and the start of the Parentalia: it’s quite a loaded day.  This post will focus on the Parentalia.

The holiday starts on 13 February and lasts until the 21st or the 22nd.  It is a domestic festival focused on the worship of one’s ancestors and is one of two festivals of the dead that occur throughout the year; the other is the Lemuria, which takes place on several days in mid-May.

Historically on the Parentalia, families would go to the resting place of their ancestors (whether a tomb or one of the columbaria where the deceased’s ashes were kept) and lay an offering(s) on the ground: these offerings could be wine, animals, perfume, and/or wreaths.  Like all other offerings to deities of the underworld, these offerings would be burnt upon a pyre.

There were, however, exceptions to the overall domesticity of the festival.  On the first day, a Vestal Virgin would conduct a sacrifice at the tomb of Tarpeia (a woman who betrayed Rome to the Sabines for gold and whose body was thrown off the Tarpeian Rock) for the ancestors of Rome as a whole.  Also, from the first day of the Parentalia to the Caristia, the day after the Parentalia ends, several things were not done: marriages were not allowed to take place, all temples would be closed, and no government business would be done.

For this year’s Parentalia I plan on offering incense and libum (sort of a cheesecake-like sweet) and saying prayers to my ancestors.  If you have ancestors buried in a cemetery, putting flowers on their graves and cleaning up the area a little would be a nice idea as well.

Happy Parentalia, and valete bene!

(sources for this post are Ovid’s Fasti and John Scheid’s An Introduction to Roman Religion)

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