Imbolc: The Pagan Quickening of Winter

Thoughts on Imbolc and the Perseverance of Hope The last six-ish weeks of Winter is known as Imbolc or Candlemas. There is a feeling, an impulse rustling at the edge of crocus buds jutting, verdant, out of the frosty ground. You catch it in the sudden song of returning robins, something offbeat, upbeat, swift. Like … Read more