Ashli of Clann Bhríde asked this question on Facebook, and it got me thinking:
"How do you like to incorporate Brighid into the winter season?"
My reply to her:
Hmmm. I don’t really change the things I do, but I am aware of the season on a deep level, a time of retreat and reflection, or at least the strong desire for them! As so much of the earth quietens to live through this time in semi-suspension, there is room to reflect on the essence of dark and silence. Brigit is in there, dark and quiet, yet there behind the prayer, moving in the flame, bringing warmth to the chilling of my body and my heart. As we move closer to Imbolc I watch for her movement beneath the ice, for her fingers to stir the frozen waters and begin the slow walk toward spring, light, summer, and busy, busy growth. I like her at this time of year, poised in her threshold stance above two seasons, two ways of being in the world.
Image: of ice on blackberry bush, with a few red and green, frozen leaves. By Mael Brigde.
