In the days when the Ancients had a more intimate relationship with the Earth, this time of year marked the beginning of Spring. The Celts called this day Imbolc, Gaelic for “in the belly.”
After an arduous Winter, people needed hope that Spring would come and life would continue. They looked around for signs of renewal, including the emergence of animals from their hibernation, a precursor to our own Groundhog’s Day. They celebrated the first signs of rebirth; and even if Winter still persisted a while longer, they knew that the days were getting longer, the light was returning and life would follow.
Many of us have had a rough Winter: physically, emotionally, mentally. Now is the time to have hope that change is coming; renewal is not far away. The snows will melt, the cold will pass, the greenery will return. Even if we love the cool embrace of Winter–the quiet time of solitude and introspection, the stillness and peace–the new season brings potential.
I hope that this Spring presents you with possibilities, for whatever it is that you have unwillingly lost or continue to seek in your life.