IMBOLC 2024

Embraced by the promise of new life brought by Imbolc, I slowly awaken from what felt like a deep and restful time—a death-like sleep, a long time keeping warm and seeing with the light of the inner fire that brought light and insight into those hidden spaces in my life.

Now, with the beginning of this new lambing season, I emerge, tending the flames of newly recovered hope, setting intentions for the year, and celebrating not only the long days of light but also the long memories of friendships.

My heart is equally broken and mended, rich in memories and moments of deep meetings with my girlfriends.
I remember laughs and tears, stories and silences, sharing both pain and joys, and above all, the fabric of my life is made of connections.

Connections in all the makings of my humanity, memories of skin-to-skin contact in the deep holding of the body when tears and grief needed containment; there were my girlfriends! 

Connections when looking at the fast current down the cliff, I was held in the mighty arms of my girlfriends as I screamed my grief.

Words that kept my heart from becoming numb, hands that made my body a temple of memories and gratitude.

Today, I tend the flames of hope and wish that I can become as useful a medicine to others as my girlfriends are to me.

I want to celebrate us!

To get to know the deep source of life we are, always in the currents of life.