Today is one of my favorite Pagan holidays- St. Brigid's Day, or Imbolc, or Candlemass. It is a celebration of the Return of the Light... finally the days are noticeably longer, and Spring is starting its first tentative stirrings beneath the earth. St. Brigid is one of those ancient goddesses who was adopted into Catholicism by the Irish, and she remains the patron saint of smithcraft (forging metal), poetry, and healing. I set up a little shrine to honor her and the spirit of this day, with the elements of metal (my pagan trivet- thrifted!); poetry (I love Yeats- like you couldn't have guessed that), healing (a tincture from an herbalist I adore, Kiva Rose). The fire of the candles represents to me the return of the sun, and the fire of the forge, and the little jar is full of water from St. Brigid's well, a pilgrimage site in Kildare, Ireland. One of my best friends brought it back for me, and I am so grateful to her. Sacred wells and Brigid are both so dear to my heart, so this vial of water is one of the most special things in the whole house.
I consider myself a bit of a Lazy Pagan, but something about this holiday really moves me- maybe because I am an artist. Maybe because Brigid has been special to women, including my own Irish ancestors, for hundreds, even thousands of years. I don't really know.
Today I had tea with my magical neighbor, who re-lit a thousand fires of inspiration in my heart. I really think today was blessed by her, a living example of a woman who strives in all she does to honor the power of imagination and love.
May the light of inspiration stay alive in each and every one of your hearts. It can be so hard to tend it sometimes, I know.... but we can all help each other.