Yule has come and gone, and on this beautiful blue and white day, with the mountains dusted in the pink snow of the setting sun, I could swear I am already noticing the days getting longer. The ancient Celtic festival of Imbolc (February 2nd) is nearly upon us, as once again the wheel turns inexorably towards the light half of the year. Imbolc is an ancient Irish word that translates roughly to "ewe's milk", and signaled the beginning of spring and the much anticipated event of the new lambing season; the rebirth of nature and indeed, of all life. The highly recommended book, The Winter Solstice: the Sacred Traditions of Christmas, explains that the people of the old world did not have fresh milk to drink for the entire winter, as sheep and cows only lactate after giving birth (Matthews). Imbolc is a cross quarter festival midway between Winter Solstice and the Spring Equinox, and is a holyday sacred to the ancient Irish Goddess Brigit. | Offerings at Brigit's Well - Kildare, Ireland |
Incidentally, a book well worth seeking out, Confessions of a Pagan Nun, by Kate Horsley, is a riveting account written by a woman in 500 AD, and translated into readable modern English. At the bottom of a well, about two kilometers from the monastery of Saint Brigit, a clay and iron box was excavated in which was discovered an almost perfectly intact number of scrolls wrapped in pigskin. Almost the entire group of documents is written in the author's native Gaelic, so as to protect it from the ever watchful eyes of the Christian clergy. It is a stunning account of the woman's early pagan life at a time when the danger of being named a heretic was a serious threat. Highly recommended!
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| Imbolc/Chrysalis - Danielle Blackwood, 2003 |
Happy Imbolc!

