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Ruminations: Imbolc 2017

Deep in our cocoons, we slumber, stirring slightly as the spark, reborn at Yule, slowly grows. This spark reaches resonance with the star that resides deep within the Earth, thrumming its song of power and persistence.

We awake.

As the Goddess of the Earth steps to the well and summons up the sustaining life force of our planet, the Goddess of the Moon steps to the well and calls down the transforming power of her slender, waxing crescent.

We are renewed.

The permanence of the Earth. The New Moon silently shedding its light. This potent combination fuels as, and we begin the process of emerging from our chrysalis, reaching for the light that we sense coming. Our work begins.

Deep Earth fires within us burn
As our spirits wake and churn
Brightness rise and dark recede
Praise Eternal Fire of Brighid

Many Blessings in this, the season of transformation.

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The Streams of Imbolc

Imbolc is the festival of light. Not only the light of burning candles, but the spark of light, the “quickening”, the first faint pulse beating from the heart of Mother Earth. Microcosmically, this spark is also present within our spiritual lives. That which we decided to let go of at Samhain has been transformed by our soul’s journey through the darkest of the dark time; now the spark of Imbolc gives life to this transformation, and the seeds we will plant soon are born. Quietly, and surrounded by a garden of light, growth has already begun to occur. The same is also true macrocosmically, where some plants have already begun to sprout within the earth. As with all sabbats, keep these parallels in mind to enrich your understanding of our divine connection with nature.


It is said that the Crone Goddess, Hecate, stands at the crossroads at Samhain. This is very appropriate as the time of Samhain is a time of decision; we must decide what to hold onto and what to let go of, much as our pastoral ancestors did. At Imbolc, the Crone is said to drink from a well and be transformed into the Maiden again. This is especially fascinating when we find through research the parallels between Hecate and Brigid in their mythologies.

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