Sunday in the European tradition
is the sun's day. Monday belongs to the moon. And through the
week worthy planets and their associated gods have their own day, fifty
two times a year. Symptomatic, I think, of a general paranoia in our
And I would
agree that we need to be watched, otherwise disgraceful things
occur. Woe betide the ancestor who could not see the Green Man in
foliage, or in the trunk of a tree, or in the fold of land.
I have no doubt the ancestors experienced days within periods of time in a
manner estranged from our own understanding of weeks and years.
Their calendar would have developed, as ours has, to match that part of
sentience that requires an idea of orderliness.
The week for us has always been a
bureaucratic device. Older bureaucracies would have maintained softer
edges. Curls and circles and lines that wandered like foot
paths. So for them the efficiency of a cross would have been
I imagine cultural clashes in those
early times. Bands of wanderers made irritated by different
understandings of time. Friday people, Saturday People, Sunday People.
Which is why taking Monday off always
contains an immense joy.