Today is Candlemas. Yesterday (or some would say today) is Imbolc. Both are very ancient pagan/Celtic holidays marking the halfway mark between Winter Solstice and Spring Equinox. So despite what Puxatawny Phil sees or doesn’t see, we have 6 more weeks until spring officially arrives.
I remember Candlemas at my Catholic grade school – how mysterious it seemed. Blessing candles. Blessing your throat. St. Blase (candles? fire? blaze? it all seemed pretty confusing to me).
It IS a time to nurture the light. We can see it returning – the days are visibly longer. And even in mild winters, as we are having in Chicago this year, you can still see it’s winter if you look at the trees, the dormant earth, the lack of color and flowers.
So it’s a liminal time. Still (sort of) winter, not (yet) spring. Still time to go within – but now with a purpose: planning our spring gardens. Physically, yes, for my gardening friends. But for all of us – what do we want to plant in our lives and in the world this year?
It feels to me to be a powerful time. So being purposeful on what I plant feels very important indeed. Today is a good day to do the inner work, the planning, the receptiveness so that we will have a good and glorious spring and summer. I woke up this morning, greeted by a deep fog – what a perfect start to this ancient power-gate day.
Happy Candlemas, all! Whether the day makes you think of groundhogs or candles, know that it’s roots go WAY back – to lambs and springtime and HOPE.
What are you hoping to bring forth this year? I really want to know!