The fresh air of spring
And the strong tug of the earth
I walk with the trees
I walk with the trees
-yours truly, 4/9/12
This is the time to plant the seeds, both literal and figurative, that we wish to nurture this year. We’ve dreamed about them in the sacred dark of Winter. At
Imbolc, we cleansed away the unnecessary to create space for the new. We dedicated ourselves to
the work of this year to bring these intentions to light. Now it is Ostara, the dawn of Spring. Our attention energizes
our dreams, and our intention transforms them to reality. So mote it be!
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