Imbolc is only a couple of days away and the sense that the world is waking up again, under Brigid's warming influence, is all around me.
Lately I have found waking and rising in the mornings particularly difficult - I think due to the combination of residual lethargy from being ill and the prevalent darkness in the mornings. Today I allowed myself the treat of being awakened in my own good time, with the morning light - rather than an irritating alarm - and going for an early walk.
Leaving for work and returning home in darkness has been my routine for the past couple of weeks, since going back to work - I haven't had much chance to see the light, let alone everything that is growing around me. I am always surprised when green shoots begin to poke back up from the dark earth at this time of year.
I don't know anyone who gets as giddy as me about snowdrops. These are the first I have seen this year and I was overjoyed when I spied them.
They are so clean and white; so fragile yet clearly such hardy little beings to survive the frost deep in the ground each year.
So when I arrived back home after my walk, I began my hasty preparations for honouring Brigid on Tuesday. My hearth has had a jolly good Spring clean today, so I feel ready to welcome her in for Imbolc. She's already waiting outside.
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Hey Avie, Have you made you bannocks ready for feasting in front of your roaring hearth yet! candles abound , lets hope for foul weather so the old hag cant gather her kindling! get this long winter over with, hope your feeling better :-)
Thanks, Aaron-Paul! I will have myself a little feast by my 'hearth' with lots of candles to bring in the light for sure. Imbolc blessings to you! :)
What gorgeous signs of spring and rebirth! Oh how I wish there was some green here - I am ready for flowers and butterflies. :) Hope this finds you feeling well. :) Theresa
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