This day had a difficult birth. Rain pelting. Wind blowing. Now that the sun has risen behind gray clouds, the rain has calmed, although tree branches still dance in the wind. Blue sky peeps through fast-moving clouds. All is in flux. This breath. This movement of the eyes. These hands. Nothing is fixed.
Today is Groundhog Day, Candlemas Day in the Catholic calendar, and Imbolc or Saint Brigid’s Day in the Celtic calendar. Today is the day that my first hyacinth began to bloom. A sure sign of the coming season. Change happens all the time. We mark the passages of time with celebrations such as Saint Brigid’sRead more about First Hyacinth Bloom[…]