The Wheel turns, the veils between the human world and the primal worlds part and fly open. Dance into the ancient enchantment. Blessed Walpurgisnacht! Merry May Eve!

Today, The Wheel has turned. For one brief moment, there is a perfect balance, and then, in the Southern Hemisphere, darkness begins to overtake the hours of light, while here, the daylight outpaces the night.

This beautiful season, what will you give birth to? What hope grows in your heart’s garden? How will you celebrate this miraculous gift of sparkling new life?

As I do every several years or so, once again this Feb. 14, I invite you to join me as we reject the patriarchal cult of dead martyrs, guilt, and consumerism. Instead, let us reclaim this day of love and celebrate the divine gift of all consensual love, beauty, and pleasure.

Rejoice this happy day, when we dedicate to new magical studies, renew our devotions, undergo initiation, and, under the light of the Owl Moon, welcome the transformation of the Crone to the Maiden. For Imbolc is Life’s Promise: no matter what the ice and cold may deliver, Nature is bigger, stronger, and will triumph.

As I do each year, I examine the Tarot Year’s card, based on the year’s numerology, using the lens of the Major Arcana. Everyone reading this is feeling the twists that began barely 24 hours after the New Year’s stroke of midnight Eastern time. They haven’t let up and aren’t likely to. But they can be navigated. Here’s how.