Stumbling Past Imbolc, or Not All Sabbats Are Created Equal

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I have already broken one of my New Year's resolutions. I intended to celebrate every Sabbat equally in 2012. Yet Imbolc has come and gone, and I honestly did very little to celebrate it. I don't even really feel regret at skipping past the holiday uncelebrated. As I sit here and consider Imbolc, I have to admit that I don't really care about it.I want to care about Imbolc. I've put a lot of effort into psyching myself up and getting excited about Imbolc. I've tried to plumb it's … [Read more...]

Ascent of the Goddess: 7th Annual Brigid Poetry Festival

Song of Springtime John William Waterhouse

Here's my contribution to the 7th Annual Brigid Poetry Festival:Clean water, rose-scented, bright linen sheets: wind-rippled.Droplets race down her skin, carrying death back to the earth. Sun-brown women carry pitchers filled with lavender water for hair matted, plaited in patterns of death.Throw those rotten shoes into the sea! Banish these tattered rags to the mountain! Exorcise this filth from her pure body!Caramel skin glows radiant as the decay falls away, hidden … [Read more...]

By the Hair On My Chinny, Chin, Chin

If I had 100X more chin hair I would do this, only in pink and black. Click the pic to read an article about a disturbing beard trend.

Like many women, I have wild hairs that grow on my chin. Amidst the barely visible down that adorns every woman's chin, I have random stiff hairs, standing dark and proud. Staunch, rugged individuals among the insubstantial fluff. Rebels.I tend to keep these hairs plucked and my chin tidily feminine, but a week of wrangling boxes and furniture left my boar bristles free reign. My chin looked decidedly mangy this morning as I lucked each pioneer, each thick outpost, from my face.On … [Read more...]

Almost Imbolc and I Feel Fine…

Credit: Caroline Ford

I should write something deep about poetry. Or fire. Or the sacred forge of life tempering us all. Or spring.But I really don't want to. We've had unusually warm, lovely spring weather here in Georgia and I just want to play on a tire swing. Or ride my bike. Or have a picnic.One of those picnics where you eat tomato sandwiches, ridged potato chips, and store-bought cookies. Where you crack open a watermelon and eat it with the juice running down your arms but you don't care because … [Read more...]

I Just Want To Light You Up

Imbolc is coming. It's a day that always makes me think of candles, and truthfully I'm beginning to prefer the name Candlemas for the holiday. Solstice may have been the kindling of hope, but it's Imbolc that puts the fire in your belly, preparing you for the arduous and verdant growing season.Here the overcast skies broke enough for the sun to shine through briefly. I've been thinking a lot lately about what it would take for our own light to shine through the overcast grime of the day to … [Read more...]

13 Songs for Imbolc

I know it's early, but I needed some good music. Enjoy 13 songs for the season!Also known as Candlemas and Lady's Day, this may be the most feminine of the Sabbats. So here's to the Lady! 13. Lisa Thiel - Imbolc12. Damh the Bard - Lady of the Silver Wheel11. The Pretenders - Hymn to Her10. John Denver - Annie's Song9. Emerald Rose - Urania Sings8. Billy Joel - She's Always A Woman To Me7. Bob Dylan and Johnny Cash - Girl From the North Country6. Kris … [Read more...]

Revolution of the Heart

I'm not an Age of Aquarius person. I am not Atlantis and Light. I view myself as rather earthy and more concerned with cabbages than chakras. Yet even I feel something in the air. Protests, revolts and unrest fill the news. Everything feels antsy. As one friend told me, they honestly feel like Phil Collin's "In the Air Tonight" fits the current atmosphere.It's not just Egypt and Libya, or Wisconsin and Ohio. It's in our very hearts. That Imbolc tide, pushing hidden things forth through earth … [Read more...]

Wyrd Designs – Holy Tides – Charming of the Plough and Disting

For many pagans, this is the time of year where they honor and celebrate Imbolc one of the eight sabbats that comprise the Wheel of the Year. For those of us in the Northern Tradition however, we have our only celebrations known as holy tides (from the Old Norse hátíðir) that we may currently be celebrating instead: Charming of the Plough or Disting. … [Read more...]

Imbolc 2011: Link Love!

Blessed Imbolc! The interwebs are humming with interesting things on this quickening, sap-rising, sun-waxing, buds forming day!First is the 6th Annual Brigid Poetry Festival! Lots of really great poetry and inspiration here!The Wild Hunt is wishing everyone A Happy Imbolc with lots of good quotes and links!Over on our Mainline Protestant portal Christine Valters Paintner looks at Imbolc from a Christian point-of-view.The Juggler is musing on the magical properties of beer this Imbolc. … [Read more...]

The Hidden Imbolc

Of the four Irish quarter-days (Samain*, Imbolc, Beltene, Lugnasad), Imbolc superficially seems like a fairly straight-forward festival. It is considered, even in modern Ireland, to be the beginning of Spring, and it is a festival that is particularly associated with the goddess Bríg or Brigid, who is considered to be fundamentally the same as the Christian St. Brigid of Kildare, who was feted on the same day (February 1). Various signs of the beginning of Spring, therefore, have been attached … [Read more...]


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