Imbolc was officially yesterday, but I feel that these holidays and sabbats inform all the days that surround them. After the harsh year I've had, I'd like to commemorate the return of the light. Though dim and seemingly distant, the soft glow gives me hope. Also I just realized, here we're seeing Persephone beginning her spring return from her descent into the underworld.
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Showing posts with label Imbolc. Show all posts
Sunday, February 03, 2013
Imbolc: The Return of the Light
Imbolc was officially yesterday, but I feel that these holidays and sabbats inform all the days that surround them. After the harsh year I've had, I'd like to commemorate the return of the light. Though dim and seemingly distant, the soft glow gives me hope. Also I just realized, here we're seeing Persephone beginning her spring return from her descent into the underworld.
Wednesday, January 04, 2012
Weekly Mandala: The Fire of Winter
Under snow and ice and white
the earth boils and burns.
Only its cold face sleeps.
Behind its languid eyes,
the toil of a dream spits like a roiling furnace.
Deep beneath snow laden tree and frozen soil,
bone cold rock and glacial mountain,
the fire of the sun spins and uncoils
pushing itself out towards birth.
the earth boils and burns.
Only its cold face sleeps.
Behind its languid eyes,
the toil of a dream spits like a roiling furnace.
Deep beneath snow laden tree and frozen soil,
bone cold rock and glacial mountain,
the fire of the sun spins and uncoils
pushing itself out towards birth.
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