Imbolc is a fire festival that celebrates the first signs of spring. Its name means “in the belly”, referring to the life growing beneath the earth. This is a time of new beginnings and setting your goals for the year. Therefore it is an optimum time of cleansing and purification. One way to incorporate this is a cleansing bath. Use a sea salt scrub to not only scrub away old skin but old habits as well. After the bath has been completed smudge yourself with a sage stick. Now you are free to start your new journey. Light a white candle and sit down and write your goals, the everyday, the spiritual and magickal.
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Here is a poem to mark my glorious return. Enjoy.
Siren of the new world,
Her kiss is vampire’s grin.
Doll faced, deep as an ocean.
In bloom, posed to sin.
Purgatory guardian laments,
Touchdown with the drying rain.
Chess queen, fever dog.
Pale enchantress, full of pain.
Do not enter the fairy trail.
I miss you my puppet master.
Pumpkin Queen, Lady Absinthe.
Tortured soul burning faster.
Hero, my lost puppet master.
I dare you, as it is the season.
After the flame dies away.
I hope you remain my reason.
Hi. I am sorry that I have been away for so long. Life really got in the way. At the beginning of the year I moved into a property that had no internet access. The intention to do the post when I was around my boyfriend’s got pushed aside amongst all the other stuff I needed to do online. While I am still in that property in the next month my boyfriend and I are hoping to move in together and I decided that I need to get back into blogging.
Yes, I am truly in love with my amazing boyfriend who is the totally yin to my neurotic yang. It has been a learning curve for both of us but the most important part is that we have been there to help and support each other and that is something that I am not use to. Giving my love to someone and getting it return to me in balance to what I am giving.
I am working now in a call centre and although it is not the most challenging job in the world. I have met some delightful people. And I have had a book of my poetry published and I am currently trying to get a novel published. Although that will have to take a back seat until the move. And I am still following my pagan path. It may not be regular to begin with I am hoping to get into back into all aspect of the blogging. And if you are interested in the book here is a link: http://www.blurb.co.uk/b/4790151-the-flowering-of-the-black-petal
At the beginning of a new year, I am reminded about my strength and that I am a stronger person than I think I am. Is that actually true? I have survived one of the toughest years in my life and the rewards for that are immense. However, that is all I have done is survived. I am not strong. I just refused to die. Some may even suggest that I have blossomed this year, finding both love and having my poetry published. But I am normal, not special and certainly not strong. I am still battling the demons of depression and still cry when I feel I can no longer go on. I am getting better at looking at myself, and I see an normal person looking back, not the fat ugly beast that I once did see, but a woman, plain and normal sized but I know that as the year goes by, the belief in myself will grow. I would also like to report that it has been just over three months since I last self harmed. I doubt I will ever look at myself and think there is a beautiful, sexy and desired woman, but I will see myself as someone that deserves the love that I do get. I am about to go through the door into my new life, with a job, love, a place to call my own and something resembling a literary career. I will counter-argue that I am not strong, but I am no coward either.
The six of cups is one of the few cards that deals with the past, memories and the good times. This card is full of positivity and light. While dwelling in the past can only bring about negativity, you still have to see the past and learn from it. There is nothing wrong with enjoying the good times of the past when things are difficult in the present. It reminds us that while trials lie ahead we can overcome them, and enjoy those happier times again.
Some more of the Gods and Goddesses that are celebrated at this time of year include, Cailleach who in Scotland is the Queen of Winter. She is represented as a crone and rules between Samhain and Beltane. Dionysus, a Greek God has a festival called Brumalia every December for him and wine.
Several Gods and Goddess are reverred around the time of the Winter Solstice. This includes Alcyone who is Greek Kingfisher Goddess. She nests for two weeks over the Winter Solstice and during this period all the seas are calmed and Baldur due to his connection with mistletoe. Frigga missed out the mistletoe, accidently, when asking that none of the plants harm her son. Loki took advantage of this and tricked blind Hod into throw a spear made of mistletoe at his brother which killed Baldur.