Although there are many reasons for our hearts to be heavy, let us trust the timing of Nature! Imbolc is our holy time of healing, hope, and renewal. The curtain rises on a bright new year, and the changing of the age. Come celebrate with me.
poetry
Blessed Lughnasadh
Poem for the sabbat of Lughnasadh.
Happy Christmas to All
Today is the final candle lighting if you’ve not yet done it. Advent is over, the promise is kept, the birth has come. Peace and joy to all.
In Gratitude for Each of You
I am the luckiest, most blessed woman, no matter if the world comes crumbling down. I am forever thankful for YOU. Happy Thanksgiving to all.