Tonight, Witches, Pagans, Druids, and other magical practitioners celebrate our most holy, reflective, deeply sacred time. We’ve come to the end of the Celtic year. As the deepest dark that will carry us to Yule descends, let us walk together and look at some of the lore, magic, and beauty of this most hallowed sabbat.
Now the Wheel of the Year turns and Equinox has arrived. “Generous be the heart within us, Open be our hands to all. Justice to be in equal measure, Harvest thankfulness our call.” Blessed Mabon and Equinox to you.
Today is the beloved old holiday of Lughnasadh, sometimes called Lammas. It is the turning between Summer and the first stirrings of Autumn. Slowly, the dark hours are overtaking the light with equinox only six weeks away. Now we celebrate the harvest of the year, gathering in that which was planted in Spring’s hope.
Blessed Litha! Now we align with the ways of our ancestors, and join together to protect our descendants. On this day, we honor the height of the Light; we celebrate the ever-turning of the Wheel of Time.
Merry Meet! Today is one of the holiest, happiest, most beautiful celebrations in our sacred year! It is Beltane in the Northern Hemisphere (and Blessed Samhain below the equator). The veil between the worlds is most thin, and our ancient alliances with the Faery world, as well as Nature, are honored. May joy be yours.
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?
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.
New Year’s is a time of very old magic, and all forms of manifesting, spells, and rituals are amplified at this turning. Beginning with the traditions of New Year’s Eve, I offer my annual suggestions for making sure you are attuned to the beautiful opportunities of this magical threshold.
Tonight, those who are counting down only to Christmas, as well as all who are counting down to Solstice now join together. United at last, from every continent around the globe, we are simultaneously all in the eternal Circle, in our own liminal moment, as evening sweeps across the Earth.