Living In Your True Inheritance – Blessed Imbolc
Regardless of the self-destruction of the fossilized old era and its drama and shadows, the time of rebirth and renewal is here. Blessed Imbolc.
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Regardless of the self-destruction of the fossilized old era and its drama and shadows, the time of rebirth and renewal is here. Blessed Imbolc.
Honoring the Lady of Healing, Poetry, and the Forge, I offer this gorgeous poem by Barbara Flaherty, from an essential book of Brigid’s devotions.
At noon, Eastern time, the dark spell of the past 4 years was broken. May healing, unity, and love prevail. Goddess bless our country.
Today is the final candle lighting if you’ve not yet done it. Advent is over, the promise is kept, the birth has come. And some personal news, too.
Today is THE day for one of the most magical abundance spells ever. And if you are celebrating Christmas it’s time to light the final candle.
Tonight we enter the darkness of the last night before Solstice. Receive the gifts of Mother Night: balm for the too busy and bright dissonance.
Guardian of the North, we stand on the threshold of Winter. Keeper of the deep places, roots beyond knowing, we light our fourth candle tonight.
Step back. Listen and receive. There is beauty, wonder, and mystery everywhere you turn. That’s why we have Wordless Wednesday.
In view of the deep divisions among us, the ceaseless rancor, and escalating attacks on our very foundations, we need this time more than ever.
In Love we call the Guardian Flame, in Trust we speak the Holy Name. Around the world we greet the dark, then light our sacred candle’s spark.