This boundary is a specific instance of overwhelm that needs a lot of extra help - anger.
These Greek nymphs will help me remember that I am safe even if others are angry, and that my feelings of anger are not some unseen monster coming out of nowhere and taking over - I do have ways to keep some control. They will help me to keep talking and to work through whatever is making the angry feelings go out of control.
These nymphs are the ones I talk to whenever I'm at my Mom's farm, they live in the fields and trees where we take the goats.
This boundary works in a similar fashion as the other ones:
1. Artemis is struggling because the dogs are getting out of control - anger is a huge trigger for me, and causes immediate withdrawal, avoidance, and despair.
2. Persephone notices, hopefully before the dogs sink in the mud and she pulls Artemis down to the underworld.
Persephone chooses which boundary is needed - in this case, it is Meli / anger. Artemis calls her dogs over - love, the twins strength and courage, fear who needs reassuring, then anger and remorse who need the boundary the most.
Meli is a bee nymph, or a Melissae. They were strongly associated with Demeter, Persephone and Artemis.The Melissae: Bee Priestesses of Ancient Greece | Bee Inspired Goods
3. Fee-la is the Athena part of the boundary - the one who guards my mouth and helps me to communicate. She is the wise mind, the one who helps with strategy, logic, and talking things through.
Fee-la is a Napaiai nymph, guardian of the valley I live in with my Mom. Fylax (pronounced Feelax) means keeper, look out, tender, watchdog.
Napaiai, who are nymphs of valleys, are Oreads (mountain nymphs) who find solace in the
serene valleys that lie nestled between majestic mountains. With grace
and poise, these nymphs watch over the flow of rivers, the gentle
whispers of breezes, and the diverse array of flora and fauna that thrive in
these fertile landscapes.
Napaiai embody the serenity and rejuvenating energy that
emanates from these cherished valleys. This serenity gives Fee-la the state of mind to deal with angry people. The picture above is full of the feelings that my valley gives me when I am out among the fields and trees. It is a hanging valley in one of the highest towns in Canada, and we are at the top of the valley. I can see from one side to the other, and the whole valley unfolds before me.
As followers of Artemis, epimelides are especially suited to put up boundaries for the dogs. Pim 'wraps my heart' to keep anger out so that it doesn't harm me, as well as keeping my angry words and actions inside so that they don't hurt anyone else. I visualize the dogs in my fields, with fences - they are safe from sinking into the marsh of the yellow meadow.
Epimeliades | Guardians of Orchards: Mystic Nymphs of Greek Lore
5. Grandmother tree is my Demeter, she counsels integrity, and to not be impulsive.
My Grandmother tree is an aspen tree, a type of poplar tree. Old and gnarled, each year she shows less and less life. But around her stands her children, younger aspen trees in a perfect circle, and they share a root system that can live for hundreds of years. This is the sacred grove that grows in my field.
Are Aspen Trees Connected by Their Roots? - ScienceInsights
6. Alsa is my Hestia, she calms and grounds me.
Alsa is an Aleside nymph, and tender of my sacred grove.
Alseids are nymphs in Greek
mythology associated with valleys and groves. According to ancient Greek
beliefs, Alseids guarded and protected groves. They have a deep connection with
plants, with each nymph intertwining with a specific plant and choosing it as their
symbol. Despite their adoration for flowers and plants in general, Alseids can
also be linked to water sources that inspire them. They provide a calming and soothing effect on humans, creating
conditions for a pleasant rest. They share similarities with Dryads, being
nymphs of the forests and connected to trees. However, it’s essential to
remember that Alseids don’t use trees, shrubs, and flowers as their dwelling
but associate with them as symbols.
Isira is the nymph in my sacred spring. Despite the construction of a subdivision behind our farm, and the diversion of the water we used to drink, a small stream continues to grace our fields.
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