Imbolg, a fire festival marking the first stirrings of spring, is a long tradition in our family. Every year we plant a candle garden filled with the desires we hold closest to our hearts, and share (if we want to) what we planted with each other. These things we intend to cultivate during the coming growing season, while the days grow and stretch longer toward the summer solstice, the sun finally reaching its longest stay in the night sky.
For myself, in a new house, my children growing and beautiful, there is the obvious desire to experience and express love. And in 2014 I have a special wish for tranquility. Tristan and Inga both chose to focus on endeavors they’re currently engaged in, growing personal improvement and mastery in their respective areas. Perhaps at this time next year we’ll be able to reflect on what we decided to plant and feel satisfied with what we grew.
For now, though
time is a river, and every year we flow into new territories, finding ourselves changed and renewed, grown and altered by the ones we’ve left behind …
May the coming growing season bring a journey filled with love, happiness, and all good things for every one of us.