This year I decided I really really wanted to celebrate the wheel of the year. I usually tend to put it off and put my focus towards the holidays that everyone is celebrating but I’ve had a calling to really dedicate myself to my spirituality. So this was my first true witch holiday that I fully sunk myself into. And God was it beautiful.
I cleaned my house this week in preparation for the holiday and was able to keep it clean all week, yay! On Saturday we went to a party and there was a big fire which was so beautiful and perfect being that Imbolc is a fire festival. I watched and tried to read the smoke, I identified Mars, Venus and Saturn up in the sky. It was a beautiful night. When we came home I made the altar. I used bears as this is the time they come out of hibernation. Brown bears for the God and polar bears for the Goddess. I chose that based off of vibes but also because the brown bears reminded me of brother bear.
Today I made bread for the first time ever! It came out so good and so big! It was a mess making it but I am so proud of how it came out. I thought of all those who came before me, making bread, smelling the same smells, feeling the same textures. These are some of the only things that can ever truly be timeless. Like the sight and smell of fireworks. These are the same experiences the ancients had.
I also made a potato soup with carrots, cabbage, onions, and celery. We had nectarines and blackberries for fruit, and honey goat cheese for dairy. All to honor our gods and goddesses but also to honor the and pray for the future of fertility of the coming spring. The coming spring that we and so many humans before us have always wished to bring bountiful babes and harvests to feed and nourish our bodies with. We honor these rites as there are key to our survival.
We lit the mother candle and ate. It was a merry time. To me it felt like what Christmas was always supposed to feel like. Warm, cozy and encouraging. It was just me and my beau, his sister and her boyfriend, in my and my boyfriends home sitting at the same dining room table his family has been sitting at for a long time. After eating our traditional tavern meal we did a little tarot reading. I just spread the cards on the table and we each picked one. The deck I used is called “The Star Tarot”. The art in that deck is insanely beautiful.
Before we picked the cards I asked that we all take a moment to think of the great mother’s, mothers of the earth, and all the animal moms of the globe great sacrifices in bringing us life. And as we thanked her we also thought of a goal we wish for the goddess to bless and help us bring into the world this coming spring. When we were done we toasted to the goddess and her nourishment, and to ourselves and how far we have come, with some mead my dad had made recently.
We picked our cards and none of us are too too studied in tarot so we just read the pages from the book that corresponded. All of our cards had to do with our goal, and all of our cards were positive. It was really affirming to feel that community collective support and success. We all have been working towards some quite large goals that a couple of us have achieved already, so it really felt like a push for us to collectively level up. We are family after all.
After that we made moon cookies! I used a recipe I found in the book Solitary Witch. We forgot to say the blessing the book had but the sentiment was definitely in our hearts. This has truly been one of my best weekends in life and definitely of this year so far. This is everything I’ve stayed alive for, this is all I’ve wanted since I was 14. I am so beyond grateful for my community. And I am so grateful I gave myself the chance.
Tomorrow I shall get up and start a load of laundry, shower and wash up the kitchen. I will throw the offerings I left on the altar today (chamomile, basil, thyme, rosemary, cinnamon and salt) to the wind and the wheel of the year will keep forever turning in our favor. Celebration as a human is so so important, whether alone or with people take time to celebrate. Celebrate it all, anything and everything! Being alive IS the moment to celebrate. And tonight’s celebration is coming to a close as I drink my boyfriends left over chamomile and milk tea I shall play some coral island and bask in the warmth of todays light.
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