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Here it is, Imbolc.....A pure, new, strong light sparks as we emerge from winter's dark. We shake off the long sleep, we look forward through the dark part of our souls, the "winter" we have weathered and look forward to spring. We look to replanting, regrowing, rebirth, renewing. We watch as the Wheel turns, the Priestesses of Brigit, the keepers of Her eternal flame, stay with their commitment of tending the poor, tending to Gaia, promoting social justice; they ask for and receive nothing in return, only to serve their Goddess and observe the Wheel in its constant movement.
As the spring approaches and the newness to come is made evident, what are we doing to welcome that newness? Are we commiting to serving? Are we caring for Gaia? Are we caring for Her residents who cannot care for themselves? Are we appreciating all Her gifts?
The very fact of renewal, rebirth and the changes of seasons is so miraculous all by itself. The fact that this happens all over again, year after year testifies to the strength of the Goddess, the Earth's Magick...the Wonder that is our's to observe, to protect and to enjoy. Is it not a responsibility to care for all of this? To enjoy and wonder at it all?
As we go further into the end of the dark winter, observing and meditating on that dark place in ourselves, we look toward the light, toward the East, where new light will dawn, toward the West where water and sunset light up our evenings, toward the North where the power of Gaia is shown in her sturdy foundations and to the South for the fire that ignites our souls, our wills....
May that Fire, that Air, that Earth and that Water ignite, fuel, protect and feed all of you so that this spring, 2010 might be better, more productive and we all enjoy the gifts of the Wheel.
Love and Light
Interesting synchronicity: "Imbolc" and Groundhog Day.
Imbolc being sacred to Brigid, taken by the Christians and transformed into the day of St. Bride, and the elements of weather prognistication which survived, as in this "Bride's Day" chant:
"The serpent will come from the hole
On the brown Day of Bride,
Though there should be three feet of snow
On the flat surface of the ground."
A Wiccan friend of mine is going to stand as godfather to his cousin's newborn first-born son, who will be named after my friend's late twin brother. Interesting to note that the cousin is also a twin, and that the christening will take place on the Eve of Candlemas/Imbolc. My friend has reconciled the apparent conflict of swearing to "renounce the Devil and all his works" in the baptismal ceremony by equating it with "I do not take the path of darkness."