I’m pre-writing today, just in case. Also, because I wanted to share some of this week’s holiday with everyone. Technically it is commemorated on either the 1st or 2nd, but it is also observed lunarly (yes, that’s a word I think I just made up), not always solarly.
There are tons of resources to be found about the history and the traditions surrounding this festival. (“Imbolg is a celebration of all life being reborn from the cold winter months, the word literally means IN THE BELLY.”) But HERE is good place to start, it’s where I found this:
“The festival of Imbolc has several elements which are of interest to the energy worker and druid:
- It sees the return of the male earth energies that have been so weak as to be non-existent during the Winter months.
- It is the time when the energy from Brigid (or Bridget, Bride) can be felt, seen and interacted with at sites that are associated with her.
Some call this time of year The Quickening in recognition of the fact that the subtle energies and the life forces of this side of the planet are becoming more alive and vibrant. Astrologically the Imbolc event coincides with when the Sun crosses the middle degree of the constellation of Aquarius – the water bearer (or bringer of the waters for the Spring growth). The Moon will be just before Last Quarter on 2nd February, so there will be an average amount of female energy around this Imbolc.
Imbolc is associated in the Celtic tradition with Brigid, the virginal first form of The Triple Goddess – a complex mutating energy form that can be felt in various vibrational states during the course of the year. This female energy changes in tone and strength as the seasons progress. At the beginning of the year She is in her beginning form – bright, light and sparkling, but still quite weak in comparison to how she feels at Beltane in May.”
We acknowledge and honour the Pagan holy days, along with more culturally celebrated events, here in The Burrow, but we don’t make a big deal out of hardly any of them, and this is the ONLY one for February. We aren’t big party people, well, I’m not. But recognizing the changing parts of each year is valuable and worthwhile.
By honouring how far we’ve come, and how much we have accomplished, on a seasonal basis, we pay tribute to not only ourselves, but those around us who have also moved forward, and the planet Herself. Simply nodding in the direction of these events is, primarily, thanking our bodies for getting us this far, as well as thanking the Universe for showing us this next phase in our journey. All of it is time well spent. Even if it’s nothing more than a slowing down for just a few moments to gaze about. When we make the effort, we are always rewarded for it.
On our card altar today, we have received a message which is nicely complimentary to this idea.
“Australian Agate ~
perception, strength, courage, stamina
Your power of perception, along with your mental and physical body is presently being strengthened. This will give you the courage and energy required to tackle what seems at present to be a complex and somewhat insurmountable problem.
This problem involves someone who is incompatible with your ideas and principles. You are being urged to stand your ground, yet keep your calm. Don’t allow yourself to be psychologically or emotionally bullied. All concerned will soon realise the truth of what you have already known for quite some time – that this particular person is simply not the person who they present themselves to be.”
This guidebook definition doesn’t go in to much depth on the topic of “stamina” that’s in the key word listing, but it feels like that wants to be addressed. We are given/choose our lessons for millions of different reasons. How we handle them, how we maintain our faith and our true selves, has much to do with how we learn them and how we evolve.
At times our foundational beliefs are challenged, it’s how we respond, for the duration of these difficulties, that proves our fortitude and endurance. This takes great strength and power from within. And as the message mentions, sometimes great courage even.
As we walk our path, staying honest and true while enjoying the scenery along the way, it seems like we are better prepared to meet our roadblocks. We’ve “trained” for this, in a way, by being our best selves and striving to live in a genuine and loving manner.
Crystal Oracle Cards by Toni Carmine Salerno
had heartbreak, and us written all over it. When I brought the cornbread (that Daniel made for dinner tonight) over to my mom and dad’s house, I wanted to present it in my delightful small roaster. That plan was slightly delayed. But in the meantime, I paraded my awesome bargain/find around the house. Which then caused my mother to remark on how beautiful it was, and how similar to something SHE had.
On the left, her grandmother’s “pie plate” (a family heirloom that I had NO FUCKING CLUE we owned), and on the right is my flea market treasure. They are matching pieces, ALMOST. Hers is the lid, mine the baking dish. Wanna know what’s the saddest thing ever? Hers is the next size down from mine. One measly inch. Plus side, now we know what the other half looks like!
that you get no photograph of this time. I jammed one of my toes while playing with Max (damn that plush hedgehog). The bruise is well on its way to being black. You’ve all seen pictures of my feet enough times to visualize this. Use your imagination, while I go dose up on my Trifecta Of Pain Relief.