When the night is long and the world feels cold, look for the embers.

The great mother comes to take us all eventually; not out of wickedness but with a love so great, it is incomprehensible.

we have come to meet the dawn

The portal of Imbolc is upon us.

The seeds within the earth are stirring, the sun is returning, and new life is growing. There is something happening, a palpable magic that can be felt by those in tune with the earth’s rhythms.

to not get what we want may be the sweetest of her gifts