Oh what a tangled web we weave……….
Hi guys!!! You might have noticed this but the title, image and first line of this blog are all totally unrelated. First off, let me say, Happy Valentine’s Day! ❤ Now for a bit of a history lesson. Saint Valentine: There were actually a couple of Catholic priests with the name of Valentine but it is believed that back in the mid 200’s AD there was a Roman Emperor who felt he could not grow his army because men didn’t want to leave their wives and families. Because of this, he outlawed marriage in order to, in his mind, increase the number of soldiers fighting for him. Despite what the emperor wanted, Valentine (a romantic at heart) would still marry men and woman. His actions did not go unnoticed and when he was found out, he was beaten and sentenced to death. While he was in jail he fell in love with the jailer’s daughter and before he was killed on February 14th 270 AD, he passed a note to her with the endearment “from your Valentine”. Sound familiar? :* Now, you might ask, what the heck does that have to do with the price of rice in China!? Nothing…HA! Buuuut, before Valentine’s death, Romans already used to celebrate a fertility festival succeeding a holiday directly tied to Juno, Goddess of Women and Marriage. My guess would be that in Rome’s urge to convert everyone to Catholicism they merged the Holiday with the untimely death of the now “Saint Valentine”.
“Oh what a tangled web we weave” was a quote by Scottish author and novelist Sir Walter Scott. The rest of the quote goes somberly like this: “when first we practise to deceive”. Nope, practice is not spelled correctly via today’s English standards…it was bugging me too 😛 aaand not very uplifting, I admit, but I somehow felt like this spidery and seemingly hairy first portion of this quote seems to go hand in hand with love. What do you think? Share with me your favorite quotes that make you think of love?
That brings me to the image at the top of the screen. The first person who can correctly comment who created this sculpture and where the prime version of it resides will win a $15 Smittysrancho gift card. So let’s hear it people…give!
Now let me tell you a little bedtime story about this beautiful representation of love. These lovers are Cupid [also know as Amor (french for love) or the God Eros] and Psyche. Listen in for what some consider the most romantic story of all time. There once lived 3 princesses, the youngest of which was Psyche. She was so beautiful that she made the goddess Aphrodite jealous of her. Because no man wanted to anger the goddess of love, Psyche remained single while her sisters married and moved away. The king was distraught that no one wanted his youngest child, so he went to an oracle who told him to dress Psyche in her Death clothes and throw her from the highest mountain. The king was aghast but did as the oracle suggested. Unbeknownst to anyone else, Eros (Cupid) who was also the son of Aphrodite had fallen in love with Psyche and didn’t allow her to die in the fall. He took her to his home and cared for her and told her stories and loved her every night. His only rule for Psyche was that she could not look upon him to know who or what he was. He allowed her sisters to visit and when they did they planted evil seeds in her mind that her lover might be a gruesome monster and she wouldn’t know better unless she tricked him and looked at him in the light. Though she trusted Eros her curiosity got the better of her and when she saw he was the god of Love she was cast out and away from him. She wandered, broken hearted, searching for Cupid. She finally came to the house of Aphrodite and begged her forgiveness that she might see her lover. Aphrodite was still so jealous she forbade Psyche to see her son, saying he was suffering from a broken heart and would only allow them to meet again if she could accomplish several nearly impossible tasks. She completed the first 3 tasks by befriending beings sent to her by her smitten Eros. Finally, Aphrodite sent Psyche to retrieve a box of the charms of beauty from Persephone (the goddess of the Underworld). After passing through the many of levels of Hell to get the prized container she was warned not to look into the box on her travels back to Aphrodite. She made it to just outside the gates of hell and again her curiosity was her down fall. When she opened the box a deep sleep came upon her. Eros could no longer stay away and flew to Psyche to wipe the sleep from her eyes and bid her arise with his kiss (this is the moment I believe the sculpture depicts). As soon as she recuperated Eros took Psyche to Zeus to beg his favor. Not only did Zeus allow Psyche and Eros to be wed, he also bestowed immortality on her. Aphrodite had to except her new daughter in law and they forgave each other and everyone celebrated their joining. That is the story, in my words, of Amor and Psyche (goddess of the Soul).
Now, I know this is unlike my other blogs but I was captured by these notions and thought you might enjoy a little, mythology and history about the Holiday that American’s spend almost 20 billion dollars (wowza) on every year. Don’t forget that I’m giving away a $15 gift card so let’s hear those responses. Also there are still some very sexy and adorable pieces of lingerie available for 40% off on Smittysrancho.com.
Again, Happy Valentine’s Day Everyone! God Bless and good night!