Twice a year, at the solstice holidays, Basement Cat and Ceiling Cat are locked in mortal combat over the Light. At Summer Solstice, Basement Cat prevails and the light starts receding ... gradually at first and then more quickly until the light and dark are equal at the Autumnal Equinox.
The daylight continues shrinking but then ... on Winter Solstice ... ceiling cat prevails!!
Today, as the midpoint between Winter Solstice and the Spring Equinox arrives, the memory of basement cat has begun to fade ...
... as light is peeking in from every corner
... from around every doorway
... from above and below us
... popping up where you least expect it
... between every nook and cranny
Until finally, on March 20th, we will have just as much light as dark. I promise!
The promise of the light always reminds me of HylasBrook, a woman who, while no longer physically on this earthly plane, lives in our hearts. Her words:
"I love the wheel of the year - I love how it marks not only the different seasons, but on the 'cross quarter days' one begins to see signs of the season to come."
Imbolc is defined as a cross-quarter day on the wheel of the year, midway between the winter solstice (Yule) and the spring equinox (Ostara). The precise astrological midpoint in the Northern hemisphere is when the sun reaches fifteen degrees of Aquarius. Among Dianic Wiccans, Imbolc (also referred to as "Candlemas") is the traditional time for initiations. In Wicca, Imbolc is commonly associated with the goddess Brigid, and hence the Wiccan Goddess, and as such it is sometimes viewed as a "women's festival".
To all my pagan friends, Blessed Imbolc! And to everyone, may the light find you and bring you the warmth of the early spring and the promise of new beginnings.
(Crossposted from Views from Northcentral Blogistan.)