At this point on the wheel of the year, I should understand why I am moving forward, know that winter is half through, and be gathering my strength to spring forward.  I should be moving slowly, but free of encumbrance, as I make my way forward.

It looks something like that.  I landed here with a thump, and have been resting and refocusing.  I have ( Read more... )

I've often though that the cross quarter days exist so that the passage of time can be marked.  The time between solstice to equinox is long, and it can be hard to see forward movement over such a long time. Marking the midpoint of these quarters gives us something to look forward to, and also a brief place to rest our thoughts before moving onward ( Read more... )

 Blessed Imbolc, everyone!

It's hard to believe that life is stirring under all that ice and snow. The warm temperatures 
yesterday and today did help convince me.

In my snug little treetop Aerie, I have been in a frenzy of cleaning in preparation for the 
sabbat. It was time to get the staleness and dust of winter out of my life. Even last night's 
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In the stillness of morning, I filled the red pail with milk. Wrapped in Jannie's wine-colored cloak and carrying a small besom, I went outside to bless the land in the name of Brighid ( Read more... )

It has been a long time since I quietly slipped past the self-limiting role of the reluctant priestess. I'm still not going to be found declaiming high poetry to the gods, but I have found my ritual style, and I am comfortable in it. What works for me is having something practical to do, and a story to tell ( Read more... )