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...
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...