It is only a few days to Brigit's Day and the first snowdrops are already in bloom.
These were planted at our Samhain Remembrance in November and seem to have popped up almost overnight, bringing a fresh beauty amongst the dull winter colours.
If daffodil shoots bring the promise of spring, snowdrops bring the spring itself - the first flower of the new season that blooms against the odds in the still-wintry conditions. So apparently delicate and yet so tough, snowdrops lighten the heart.
Snowdrops are one of Brigit's flowers. Brigit's Day - Lá Fhéile Bhríde, the 1st of February, the first day of spring in Ireland, Imbolc in the old Celtic calendar. Brigit, the source of inspiration out of which Brigit's Garden grew. Goddess, saint and holy woman, the name Brigit is thought to mean 'high one' or 'exhalted one'. The Brigit tradition carries with it a long, shining thread of the divine feminine that stretches back into prehistory, a thread that weaves patterns of wisdom, poetry and transformation and which can still speak to us today.
On 1st February Brigit is said to 'breathe life into dead winter', and I imagine her warm breath gently spreading across the countryside bringing life and energy back into the plants and animals. I look forward to it with an sense of excited anticipation.
These were planted at our Samhain Remembrance in November and seem to have popped up almost overnight, bringing a fresh beauty amongst the dull winter colours.
If daffodil shoots bring the promise of spring, snowdrops bring the spring itself - the first flower of the new season that blooms against the odds in the still-wintry conditions. So apparently delicate and yet so tough, snowdrops lighten the heart.
Snowdrops are one of Brigit's flowers. Brigit's Day - Lá Fhéile Bhríde, the 1st of February, the first day of spring in Ireland, Imbolc in the old Celtic calendar. Brigit, the source of inspiration out of which Brigit's Garden grew. Goddess, saint and holy woman, the name Brigit is thought to mean 'high one' or 'exhalted one'. The Brigit tradition carries with it a long, shining thread of the divine feminine that stretches back into prehistory, a thread that weaves patterns of wisdom, poetry and transformation and which can still speak to us today.
On 1st February Brigit is said to 'breathe life into dead winter', and I imagine her warm breath gently spreading across the countryside bringing life and energy back into the plants and animals. I look forward to it with an sense of excited anticipation.
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