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02/01/2026

The holy day of the Goddess Brigid. Imbolc means “in the belly” in Gaelic and refers to the quickening, the first sign of life stirring within the pregnant sheep. This Sabbat celebrates the life that is now beginning to stir and take shape, within ourselves and within the Earth. It was a time when the community came together to lift everyone’s spirits with poetry and music, remembering that we’re strongest together in community—supplies are low at this time of year, but when we gather together, there’s enough for everyone. Many small candles create one great light. If you’re alone, honor your creative gifts.

Create an altar of orange, yellow and red, devoted to the Great Mother and the Growing Light. Lots of candles, yellow Sun candle placed in the Goddess cauldron/bowl, your offering, something related to your goal and the blessings of Brigid, muse to poets and artists, Goddess of fire, sacred wells, healing and smithcraft (creation of civilization), and the God who grows within Her.

Write a poem or a short piece honoring your dream, your fire and the nourishment of the Goddess who keeps the flame alive. Read it aloud. Place it on your altar. Encourage yourself, and those in circle with you, to make your dreams come true. Celebrate with music, laughter, story telling or journaling if you’re alone.

Chant: “I am light, in a circle of light. I am fire burning, burning bright.”

02/01/2026

Brigid, flame and honeycomb.
Brigid, sun of womanhood.
Brigid, lead me home.
You are a branch in blossom,
You are a sheltering dome.
You are my bright precious freedom.
Brigid, lead me home.

—Irish Prayer to Brigid

08/27/2025

05/23/2025

It is our unexpressed sorrows, the congested stories of loss, that, when left unattended, block our access to the soul. To be able to freely move in & out of the soul’s inner chambers, we must first clear the way. This requires finding meaningful ways to speak of sorrow'.

Francis Weller
Painting by Fredrick William Elwell (1870-1958)
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03/27/2025

Swiss psychiatrist Carl Jung wrote that “the greatest burden a child must bear is the unlived life of the parents,” by which he meant that where and how our caretakers were stuck in their development becomes an internal paradigm for us also to be stuck. Frequently, we find ourselves dealing with a parent’s unresolved issues. At times, we may replicate the patterns of our ancestors, or we may rebel and attempt to do the opposite. Interestingly, antagonism to the influences of parents binds just as tightly as compliance. Either way, antecedents confine and limit us. Perhaps this fact is behind the ancient biblical admonition that the sins of a man shall be visited “upon the children’s children, unto the third and to the fourth generation.”

Robert A. Johnson 'We'
Photography- the worn steps on the Great Wall of China. Several walls were built from as early as the 7th century BC. Photographer unknown
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02/09/2025

Close your eyes, or if you prefer, soften your gaze. Sit comfortably with your feet flat on the floor and support at your back. If you wish to light a candle to set your intention, do so. Bring your awareness to any tension you might be holding in your body. Soften the muscles. Drop your shoulders down. Without straining or concentrating, just relax the muscles and breathe in and out. Allow your tummy to rise and fall with every breath. Opening your heart to the intention.

As you breathe in and out, in your minds eye, begin to wish yourself well by saying these words to yourself.

May I be well,
May I be happy,
May I be healthy,
May I be at ease.

Do this a few times while breathing in and out.
Now turn your thoughts to wishing those you love well. Soften your muscles, drop the shoulders down. Bring them to mind for a moment, and now, begin to wish them well.

May you be well
May you be happy
May you be healthy
May you be at ease.

Now bring to mind the people whom you may have difficult feelings about. Those in your personal life or a stranger you don't know personally. Bring them to mind for a moment and now begin to wish them well.

May you be well
May you be happy
May you be healthy
May you be at ease.

Do that a few times while breathing in and out.

Now bring your thoughts to those around you whom you don't know well or at all - in your village, city, the shopkeeper, the stranger on the bus, the person walking down the street or is passing your home just now in their cars bring them to mind and wish them well while breathing in and out.

May they be well
May they be happy
May they be healthy
May they be at ease.

Now bring your thoughts out to the wider world, past your local community, to this country and those who live here, wish them all well... wider still...imagine across the sea in all directions, visualise the whole earth and all beings who live here, the animals, creatures of the oceans, wish them all, and yourself well.

May we all be well
May we all be happy
May we all be healthy
May we all be at ease. 💗

Grá mór, Eileen x
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08/23/2024

The day my mother died, I wrote in my journal, "A serious misfortune of my life has arrived." I suffered for more than one year after the passing away of my mother. But one night, in the highlands of Vietnam, I was sleeping in the hut in my hermitage. I dreamed of my mother. I saw myself sitting with her, and we were having a wonderful talk. She looked young and beautiful, her hair flowing down. It was so pleasant to sit there and talk to her as if she had never died. When I woke up it was about two in the morning, and I felt very strongly that I had never lost my mother. The impression that my mother was still with me was very clear. I understood then that the idea of having lost my mother was just an idea. It was obvious in that moment that my mother is always alive in me.

I opened the door and went outside. The entire hillside was bathed in moonlight. It was a hill covered with tea plants, and my hut was set behind the temple halfway up. Walking slowly in the moonlight through the rows of tea plants, I noticed my mother was still with me. She was the moonlight caressing me as she had done so often, very tender, very sweet... wonderful! Each time my feet touched the earth, I knew my mother was there with me. I knew this body was not mine but a living continuation of my mother and my father and my grandparents and great-grandparents. Of all my ancestors. Those feet that I saw as "my" feet were actually "our" feet. Together, my mother and I were leaving footprints in the damp soil.

From that moment on, the idea that I had lost my mother no longer existed. All I had to do was look at the palm of my hand, feel the breeze on my face or the earth under my feet to remember that my mother is always with me, available at any time.

Thich Nhat Hanh from No Death, No Fear: Comforting Wisdom for Life
Painting by Kaoru Yamada
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08/20/2024

'Don't hold on to what must die and don't fear what lies ahead. Life/death/life is the universal cycle of transformation that keeps reoccurring whenever there is time to grow and expand. It's a leap of faith one must take, surrender into or sacrifice, in order to be grown into the next version of oneself. There comes a time in your life when the life you have been living is over and you have no clue who you are becoming'

Marion Woodman
Painting by Lucy Campbell
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