A winter vision

A winter vision

    A winter vision In the sheltered quiet of winter, a woman is knitting She dreams a future into the stitches She makes sure the colours are bright. She will plant a river bank when the earth warms She is planning a food garden She is planning acts of...
Petals on the pathways

Petals on the pathways

      You are walking along, head down, in that way of winter, trying to keep warm and dry as the rain falls. Your thoughts are dismal like the day. Then suddenly you spot a flash of colour on the path. You pick up two pink scooped petals. They look...
Glimmerings at First Light

Glimmerings at First Light

  Do you ever have times when you run low on patience, or even hope? — when it seems you’ve been struggling with something long enough, and you feel the situation may never change?   There is a season that knows all about this. It takes place in the...

First Light/Imbolc/Brigid

  On a wild ironsand beach I prepare to welcome First Light, which in the southern hemisphere falls on August 2 .   This festival falls half-way between winter solstice and spring equinox. It was known to my Celtic ancestors as the festival of Imbolc or...