Happy Imbolc, everyone! Today is Brighid’s day and I believe I will celebrate it by taking a walk out in my parents’ woods this afternoon, and tonight I’ll make pancakes for dinner, and set red and white candles on the table to light our meal.
Hail, Brigantia! Keeper of the forge,
she who shapes the world itself with fire,
she who ignites the spark of passion in the poets,
she who leads the clans with a warrior’s cry,
she who is the bride of the islands,
and who leads the fight of freedom.
Hail, Brigantia! Defender of kin and hearth,
she who inspires the bards to sing,
she who drives the smith to raise his hammer,
she who is a fire sweeping across the land.
My interest in goddesses has very much been rekindled lately, in small sure steps, and in large part by the DVD series Women in Spirituality: The Goddess Trilogy, which I recommend to anyone who would like to know how the female aspect of God has come to be shut down over the centuries. I watched the fascinating movie Bloodline last night, and cried at several points, especially at the end, during the people-on-the-street interviews, whenever I heard someone say how healing it would be to place Mary Magdalene at the side of Jesus, equal partners. It would be healing in general to bring the divine feminine back to its rightful place, but for me, to honor Mary Magdalene would be especially dear. I’ve loved her since I learned about her as a little girl; my heart beat with hers as she anointed her beloved’s feet with oil, and washed them with her hair, and wept over them. She is a woman after my own heart. She is most definitely a goddess to me.
I plan to veer in this direction for awhile; it’s feeling like the way to go. As you’ve seen from these pages, I’ve dipped my toes in lots of different spiritual pools over the past year and have enjoyed them all, have found each one refreshing! But not all of them have stuck, or to stay with the analogy, I haven’t felt the desire to strip off and jump into all of them. So, I waggle my feet around in the water for awhile until it feels right to either pull them out or go in up to my knees. Yesterday morning, after going through another past life regression, and spending a little time in it, exploring my experience there – and it was really enlightening – I realized that I don’t need to do that anymore. Now that I feel the truth of reincarnation for myself, and have gone through my own personal proofs of it, I no longer need to wander through the past. I’m thinking that the only way the journey would benefit me now is if I were to go back to discover something specific, such as a vow I may have made at one time that continues to affect me now; other than that, it’s just extra. So I’m on to the next pool. I envision all this as the little pools in the wood in The Magician’s Nephew. Now, where did I put that magic ring? :)
Jess has moved back home! He and Van have been searching for a house to rent with a couple friends, but in the meantime, the small room he’d shared with his brother for about a year suddenly got too cramped for both of them, and I think they each needed their own space. Yesterday was his first day here and it was really nice. It won’t be like this every day, but we talked a lot, and read the cards for each other, and I introduced him to The IT Crowd and was delighted to hear him laugh uproariously at a show I’ve come to love so well. He and Van went out with friends last night and when I woke this morning, I walked into the living room and found Van asleep on the couch. Yes, life has changed yet again, but I welcome it. All of the changes I’ve gone through, even the most painful ones, have ultimately turned out to my benefit in one way or another. Sometimes you have to search long and hard for the golden gleam, but it’s there.
So this change, although challenging in some respects, will also be a very positive one for me. Before Jesse showed up yesterday with his boxes, I did a tarot reading for myself, just a check-in to see what’s what, and it was very encouraging. I’d love to tell you each card, and its position and subsequent meaning, but that takes up so much space I just can’t do it here. I’d adore the chance to give each and every one of you a reading, I love the cards so much, but ah well. Anyway, the upshot is that I’ve been contentedly swimming around in my happy little watery pools, all by my lonesome, but now the fire element of Jesse has been introduced to disrupt my peaceful process. While his presence is an obstacle to my regular activities, it’s just what I need to propel me into the next phase of experience, which is getting out, getting active, and meeting kindreds. It’s very much akin to his psychic reading for me the other day! All of a feather. In addition to spiritual events, there’s a humongous garage sale to plan with my mom as we go through all the stuff that’s accumulated over the years. There’s a lot to do this spring, and it will be fun. I’m heading confidently and joyfully into this new phase of my life, and I’m so glad you’re here to share it a little with me. Bless you all today! Love.