Kim Douillard is a fine photographer. She blogs here at Thinking through my Lens. She posts a weekly photo challenge with a single word. I don’t often take the challenge, but this time the word familiar interested me. I started thinking about the root of this word. I was surprised to find an odd connection to Halloween:
familiar
A low-ranking demon given to a witch by the Devil for the purpose of strengthening the witch’s power. In medieval times familiars were commonly thought to be animals such as cats, dogs, rabbits and toads. In shamanism, a familiar is a spirit who protects a shaman from illness and unfriendly forces and is also known as a totemic animal, guardian spirit, power animal, or tutelary spirit.
Bill, our male outside cat, often whines at the back door. And what he wants isn’t food. He wants Charlie, my dog and his familiar, to come outside. Bill rubs and rubs on Charlie. Charlie, in turn, humps Bill. These are signs of animal affection. Bill is our familiar, our guardian cat, ready to fight the evil spirits of birds and squirrels and raccoons who wander into the protective area.
The first definition in the online dictionary for familiar is “1. Often encountered or seen: a familiar landmark. See Synonyms at common.”
This gas pump was a familiar site of my youth. Gulf was the well-known service station. My mother would pull up in our Oldsmobile station wagon with the fake wood on the sides and wait. The attendant would pump the gas, wash her windows, check the tires, and give us a piece of candy. Those were the days…
These days the presidential election campaign is heating up (or gone off the deep end, rather), but in our small town of New Iberia, politics happens on Main Street. My husband will not discuss national politics, but he can talk all day with his friend Dan who is running for Mayor Pro-Tem. Here they are at a political rally complete with signs, beer, jambalaya, and a brass band.
Thanks, Kim, for giving me a word to focus on for this Slice. What does familiar mean to you? Join the conversation with #familiar and @nwpianthology.
What great inspiration! I almost jumped into that challenge as well. The familiar, so critical to me these days… Hmmm… Love your familiar noticing.
So many facets to familiar. I love the blending of these familiars. Bill, gas station memories, and local and civilization politics. All of these familiars give hope.
All your familiars have such a sense of warmth and continuity. Love that!
How great that you took this word and became “familiar” with it! My history of familiar is from a long ago friend who did believe that animals kept her safe. They were her ‘familiars’. I’ve never forgotten that and look at animals in a different way because of her beliefs.
Such a lovely array of pondering on one word, exploring its facets. There’s something in here about how even the “familiar” has unexpected depths if you only look a little closer.
Love the way familiar stretched you, Margaret! I’ll have to think about my familiar!
Familiar. Great word! I, too, am going to write that one down and reflect later. Hmm…
Love the pic of Bill, the outside cat. And your local politicians at work (or at play). Fun to think about the familiar, a word I tend to equate with comfort and goodness.
This pondering on the word familiar brought interesting images to you. I especially like the story about the gas station. Politics is not a fun topic to discuss these days. I have a divided house so it is best not to engage. Have a great week. Our GHO was fun despite the glitches on my end.
Thank you for introducing me to a new photographer. I enjoyed your take on the word, familiar. Something to think about. What is @nwpianthology
National writing project
Where can I find out more about it?
This is what I found: http://ianthology.ning.com/
The only gas station in town when I was a kid was a Gulf station that was owned by one of our neighbors. I remember they used to have all kinds of giveaways. I think my favorite was an album of Disney songs. Love your outside cat!