Happy Imbolc
When I was a child and would read about ancient civilizations that celebrated holidays based on the actions of the sun, I always assumed it was because they were just ignorant and superstitious. They mourned the “dying” of the sun in the fall, and “rebirth” in the spring. How stupid to think that the sun might not come back at the end of winter, I would think. As an adult though, who works outside in all these different seasons, I get it now.
Every year I look forward to the winter solstice (Dec 21) because I know that’s the darkest it’s going to get. As the dark cold days without the sun start to wear me down, I can see why the ancients used to mourn the “death” of the sun. It is kinda sad. Spring and summer projects that didn’t get finished will be put on hold. Chores will become harder and livestock will be at risk. It gets frustrating. When winter solstice gets here though, I know the days will begin to get brighter.
Today is Imbolc (Groundhog’s Day, Candlemas, Brigid’s Day, or whatever you call it). Imbolc is the halfway point between winter solstice (darkest day of the year) and spring equinox (first day of spring). Even though it’s nasty and gross outside, I know I’m almost “done” with winter. I know the sun is close to being “reborn”. I can take a breath and feel like winter is almost over. Soon it’ll be planting and baby critter time and things will be warm and bright again.
I can totally understand now why the ancient people, who worked closely with nature, celebrated these important days. It’s not because they really worried the sun wouldn’t come back, it was just relief to be so close to spring. So Happy Imbolc y’all! We are almost there!