01/02/2026
โจ Imbolc โข Full Luna โข The Turning of the Skies โจ
Imbolc arrives as a soft flame in the dark.
A whisper of spring beneath frozen soil.
The first milk in the ewe, the first spark in the womb of the year.
Under the Full Luna, light is stretched wide across the night sky,
revealing what has been quietly stirring beneath the surface.
This Moon does not rush, she illuminates.
She shows us where life is returning, where warmth is asking to be welcomed home.
Imbolc is the threshold.
Not quite winter.
Not yet spring.
A sacred in-between.
The planets hum their ancient rhythm above us,
reminding us that nothing is separate.
What shifts in the heavens mirrors what stirs within.
Seeds of intention planted at the dark are now visible,
asking for devotion, patience, and gentle tending.
This is a time for: ๐ฑ listening to the body
๐ฅ tending your inner flame
๐ honouring quiet awakenings
โจ blessing the path ahead without forcing it open
Let the Full Moon cleanse what no longer belongs to this next chapter.
Let Imbolc bless what is ready to grow, even if it is still fragile, even if it is still unnamed.
You do not need to bloom yet.
You only need to believe in the light returning.
Blessed Imbolc.
Blessed Full Luna.
May the fire within you remember itself.
๐ปSunflower Hearts ๐ฅ๐๐๐ผ๐๐ป๐ฑ๐ฟ