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Words & Sound Christina Oakley-Harrington

[mixcloud height=120 width=620]https://www.mixcloud.com/CW_Stagg/words-sound-s1e2/[/mixcloud]

Welcome to the latest episode of the Words & Sound Podcast. In this episode I chat with Christina Oakley Harrington, owner of Treadwell’s Books London and Wiccan Priestess. Christina and I talk, books, witchcraft, life, love and The Universe. I feel so lucky and privileged to have been able to spend an hour in her company. The wisdom, and compassion of Christina, flows out of her effortlessly and this is, at times an emotional conversation, that I will remember for the rest of my life. Please enjoy and share the thoughts of the remarkable, generous and truly inspirational; Christina Oakley Harrington.

Christina has selected all of the music for this episode of Words and Sound and has been kind enough to give her thoughts and feelings on some of them below:

“One of my earliest spiritual memories is from when I was about three, and I was listening to my parents play their vinyl record album ‘Wildflowers’ by the folksinger Judy Collins. The song I hummed to myself was the track ‘Sisters of Mercy’, about whom I imagined three gentle Goddesses, who were like kind Madonna’s. It astonishes me now that I was little more than a toddler, yet my sense of my inner life was so complex. If I had to, I could trace my sense of a comforting Goddess to that song, and that year. The sense of a universal Goddess, nature as Goddess, is intensely comforting to me l – as a Pagan I feel her in all the heroines and Goddesses of old religions and myths — multi-faceted, ever-evolving. I was in my twenties, riding in a car with a friend late at night, when I first heard the Pretenders’ ‘Hymn to Her’. It stopped my heart.

Folk-songs contain embedded stories, sometimes cautionary, about the dangers of the woodland creatures, the spirits, and – sadly – of enjoying love. ‘Gay Green Gown’ is a song about a young women who goes into the woods to get a ‘green gown’, which in Tudor times meant actually a gown of the colour of fairies, and simultaneously, a skirt that was green from grass-stains due to making love on the forest floor. The young woman in this song wants so much to make love (get a green gown) with ‘the wicked one’ — the devil – that she goes into the forest with him. The so-called Wicked One, or Old Horny, is actually Pan, the embodiment of erotic desire. For pagans, that is a positive force, so we celebrate the young maiden’s urges to get a green gown from him.

I was fortunate to enough to attend Ryan Adams’ recent gig at the Albert Hall in London, where Ryan was supported by Karen Elson. They are both people who have a vivid sense of unseen realities. ‘Call your Name’ and ‘I See Monsters’  are songs which talk about solitude and inner separation — what goes on in ourselves when someone can’t reach us any more – the things that we can feel when it’s just us alone, and the universe — an inner and outer universe. These are tracks I listen to when I stay late alone at the bookshop: if it’s midnight at Treadwell’s, and I’m there alone in the office with a single light burning, I’m probably playing their albums.

Dave Carter’s ‘Tanglewood Tree’ was given to me by my sister Kate on a mix-tape she made for me many years ago when she lived in New York. She was living in something like 126th Street in the Nineties, in a little apartment, and I remember sleeping on her couch when I was visiting her, listening to this song in the small hours. The song is ostensibly about love, but my reading of it is my own: for me, it’s about my magical vocation — it’s that love, that particular aching love of the invisible world.

Mariza’s song Oxala is her love-song to her land and to its guiding star. Her love for Portugal mirrors the tender care I wish for each person to feel for the part of this earth that they live on. I wish for each of us to cherish the part of the Earth Goddess’ body which we are living in.  A sort of Goddess love which operates on a principle of ‘Love Globally, Cherish Locally’.”

Chris

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[mixcloud height=120 width=620]https://www.mixcloud.com/CW_Stagg/words-sound-s1e2/[/mixcloud]

Welcome to the latest episode of the Words & Sound Podcast. In this episode I chat with Christina Oakley Harrington, owner of Treadwell’s Books London and Wiccan Priestess. Christina and I talk, books, witchcraft, life, love and The Universe. I feel so lucky and privileged to have been able to spend an hour in her company. The wisdom, and compassion of Christina, flows out of her effortlessly and this is, at times an emotional conversation, that I will remember for the rest of my life. Please enjoy and share the thoughts of the remarkable, generous and truly inspirational; Christina Oakley Harrington.

Christina has selected all of the music for this episode of Words and Sound and has been kind enough to give her thoughts and feelings on some of them below:

“One of my earliest spiritual memories is from when I was about three, and I was listening to my parents play their vinyl record album ‘Wildflowers’ by the folksinger Judy Collins. The song I hummed to myself was the track ‘Sisters of Mercy’, about whom I imagined three gentle Goddesses, who were like kind Madonna’s. It astonishes me now that I was little more than a toddler, yet my sense of my inner life was so complex. If I had to, I could trace my sense of a comforting Goddess to that song, and that year. The sense of a universal Goddess, nature as Goddess, is intensely comforting to me l – as a Pagan I feel her in all the heroines and Goddesses of old religions and myths — multi-faceted, ever-evolving. I was in my twenties, riding in a car with a friend late at night, when I first heard the Pretenders’ ‘Hymn to Her’. It stopped my heart.

Folk-songs contain embedded stories, sometimes cautionary, about the dangers of the woodland creatures, the spirits, and – sadly – of enjoying love. ‘Gay Green Gown’ is a song about a young women who goes into the woods to get a ‘green gown’, which in Tudor times meant actually a gown of the colour of fairies, and simultaneously, a skirt that was green from grass-stains due to making love on the forest floor. The young woman in this song wants so much to make love (get a green gown) with ‘the wicked one’ — the devil – that she goes into the forest with him. The so-called Wicked One, or Old Horny, is actually Pan, the embodiment of erotic desire. For pagans, that is a positive force, so we celebrate the young maiden’s urges to get a green gown from him.

I was fortunate to enough to attend Ryan Adams’ recent gig at the Albert Hall in London, where Ryan was supported by Karen Elson. They are both people who have a vivid sense of unseen realities. ‘Call your Name’ and ‘I See Monsters’  are songs which talk about solitude and inner separation — what goes on in ourselves when someone can’t reach us any more – the things that we can feel when it’s just us alone, and the universe — an inner and outer universe. These are tracks I listen to when I stay late alone at the bookshop: if it’s midnight at Treadwell’s, and I’m there alone in the office with a single light burning, I’m probably playing their albums.

Dave Carter’s ‘Tanglewood Tree’ was given to me by my sister Kate on a mix-tape she made for me many years ago when she lived in New York. She was living in something like 126th Street in the Nineties, in a little apartment, and I remember sleeping on her couch when I was visiting her, listening to this song in the small hours. The song is ostensibly about love, but my reading of it is my own: for me, it’s about my magical vocation — it’s that love, that particular aching love of the invisible world.

Mariza’s song Oxala is her love-song to her land and to its guiding star. Her love for Portugal mirrors the tender care I wish for each person to feel for the part of this earth that they live on. I wish for each of us to cherish the part of the Earth Goddess’ body which we are living in.  A sort of Goddess love which operates on a principle of ‘Love Globally, Cherish Locally’.”

Chris

@CW_Stagg

CH

 
 
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Words & Sound Christina Oakley-Harrington

[mixcloud height=120 width=620]https://www.mixcloud.com/CW_Stagg/words-sound-s1e2/[/mixcloud]

Welcome to the latest episode of the Words & Sound Podcast. In this episode I chat with Christina Oakley Harrington, owner of Treadwell’s Books London and Wiccan Priestess. Christina and I talk, books, witchcraft, life, love and The Universe. I feel so lucky and privileged to have been able to spend an hour in her company. The wisdom, and compassion of Christina, flows out of her effortlessly and this is, at times an emotional conversation, that I will remember for the rest of my life. Please enjoy and share the thoughts of the remarkable, generous and truly inspirational; Christina Oakley Harrington.

Christina has selected all of the music for this episode of Words and Sound and has been kind enough to give her thoughts and feelings on some of them below:

“One of my earliest spiritual memories is from when I was about three, and I was listening to my parents play their vinyl record album ‘Wildflowers’ by the folksinger Judy Collins. The song I hummed to myself was the track ‘Sisters of Mercy’, about whom I imagined three gentle Goddesses, who were like kind Madonna’s. It astonishes me now that I was little more than a toddler, yet my sense of my inner life was so complex. If I had to, I could trace my sense of a comforting Goddess to that song, and that year. The sense of a universal Goddess, nature as Goddess, is intensely comforting to me l – as a Pagan I feel her in all the heroines and Goddesses of old religions and myths — multi-faceted, ever-evolving. I was in my twenties, riding in a car with a friend late at night, when I first heard the Pretenders’ ‘Hymn to Her’. It stopped my heart.

Folk-songs contain embedded stories, sometimes cautionary, about the dangers of the woodland creatures, the spirits, and – sadly – of enjoying love. ‘Gay Green Gown’ is a song about a young women who goes into the woods to get a ‘green gown’, which in Tudor times meant actually a gown of the colour of fairies, and simultaneously, a skirt that was green from grass-stains due to making love on the forest floor. The young woman in this song wants so much to make love (get a green gown) with ‘the wicked one’ — the devil – that she goes into the forest with him. The so-called Wicked One, or Old Horny, is actually Pan, the embodiment of erotic desire. For pagans, that is a positive force, so we celebrate the young maiden’s urges to get a green gown from him.

I was fortunate to enough to attend Ryan Adams’ recent gig at the Albert Hall in London, where Ryan was supported by Karen Elson. They are both people who have a vivid sense of unseen realities. ‘Call your Name’ and ‘I See Monsters’  are songs which talk about solitude and inner separation — what goes on in ourselves when someone can’t reach us any more – the things that we can feel when it’s just us alone, and the universe — an inner and outer universe. These are tracks I listen to when I stay late alone at the bookshop: if it’s midnight at Treadwell’s, and I’m there alone in the office with a single light burning, I’m probably playing their albums.

Dave Carter’s ‘Tanglewood Tree’ was given to me by my sister Kate on a mix-tape she made for me many years ago when she lived in New York. She was living in something like 126th Street in the Nineties, in a little apartment, and I remember sleeping on her couch when I was visiting her, listening to this song in the small hours. The song is ostensibly about love, but my reading of it is my own: for me, it’s about my magical vocation — it’s that love, that particular aching love of the invisible world.

Mariza’s song Oxala is her love-song to her land and to its guiding star. Her love for Portugal mirrors the tender care I wish for each person to feel for the part of this earth that they live on. I wish for each of us to cherish the part of the Earth Goddess’ body which we are living in.  A sort of Goddess love which operates on a principle of ‘Love Globally, Cherish Locally’.”

Chris

@CW_Stagg

CH

 
 
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Words & Sound Christina Oakley-Harrington

[mixcloud height=120 width=620]https://www.mixcloud.com/CW_Stagg/words-sound-s1e2/[/mixcloud]

Welcome to the latest episode of the Words & Sound Podcast. In this episode I chat with Christina Oakley Harrington, owner of Treadwell’s Books London and Wiccan Priestess. Christina and I talk, books, witchcraft, life, love and The Universe. I feel so lucky and privileged to have been able to spend an hour in her company. The wisdom, and compassion of Christina, flows out of her effortlessly and this is, at times an emotional conversation, that I will remember for the rest of my life. Please enjoy and share the thoughts of the remarkable, generous and truly inspirational; Christina Oakley Harrington.

Christina has selected all of the music for this episode of Words and Sound and has been kind enough to give her thoughts and feelings on some of them below:

“One of my earliest spiritual memories is from when I was about three, and I was listening to my parents play their vinyl record album ‘Wildflowers’ by the folksinger Judy Collins. The song I hummed to myself was the track ‘Sisters of Mercy’, about whom I imagined three gentle Goddesses, who were like kind Madonna’s. It astonishes me now that I was little more than a toddler, yet my sense of my inner life was so complex. If I had to, I could trace my sense of a comforting Goddess to that song, and that year. The sense of a universal Goddess, nature as Goddess, is intensely comforting to me l – as a Pagan I feel her in all the heroines and Goddesses of old religions and myths — multi-faceted, ever-evolving. I was in my twenties, riding in a car with a friend late at night, when I first heard the Pretenders’ ‘Hymn to Her’. It stopped my heart.

Folk-songs contain embedded stories, sometimes cautionary, about the dangers of the woodland creatures, the spirits, and – sadly – of enjoying love. ‘Gay Green Gown’ is a song about a young women who goes into the woods to get a ‘green gown’, which in Tudor times meant actually a gown of the colour of fairies, and simultaneously, a skirt that was green from grass-stains due to making love on the forest floor. The young woman in this song wants so much to make love (get a green gown) with ‘the wicked one’ — the devil – that she goes into the forest with him. The so-called Wicked One, or Old Horny, is actually Pan, the embodiment of erotic desire. For pagans, that is a positive force, so we celebrate the young maiden’s urges to get a green gown from him.

I was fortunate to enough to attend Ryan Adams’ recent gig at the Albert Hall in London, where Ryan was supported by Karen Elson. They are both people who have a vivid sense of unseen realities. ‘Call your Name’ and ‘I See Monsters’  are songs which talk about solitude and inner separation — what goes on in ourselves when someone can’t reach us any more – the things that we can feel when it’s just us alone, and the universe — an inner and outer universe. These are tracks I listen to when I stay late alone at the bookshop: if it’s midnight at Treadwell’s, and I’m there alone in the office with a single light burning, I’m probably playing their albums.

Dave Carter’s ‘Tanglewood Tree’ was given to me by my sister Kate on a mix-tape she made for me many years ago when she lived in New York. She was living in something like 126th Street in the Nineties, in a little apartment, and I remember sleeping on her couch when I was visiting her, listening to this song in the small hours. The song is ostensibly about love, but my reading of it is my own: for me, it’s about my magical vocation — it’s that love, that particular aching love of the invisible world.

Mariza’s song Oxala is her love-song to her land and to its guiding star. Her love for Portugal mirrors the tender care I wish for each person to feel for the part of this earth that they live on. I wish for each of us to cherish the part of the Earth Goddess’ body which we are living in.  A sort of Goddess love which operates on a principle of ‘Love Globally, Cherish Locally’.”

Chris

@CW_Stagg

CH

 
 
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