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More on February Celebrations...

Yesterday I spoke about the poor groundhog, destined to be pulled from his comfortable burrow to view whether or not he sees his shadow, and thus predict the remainder of the winter. The poor thing. You would think that if the people can see their shadows, then so could the furry, sharp-toothed beastie :-)

But there is actually a bit more to it than that. Celebrated on February 1 or 2nd (August in the Southern Hemisphere) is the celebration of Imbolc, one of the half-way celebrations. This one takes place half-way between Yule and Ostara (the Winter Solstice and the Spring Equinox). Legend has it that the Cailleach, in Gaelic tradition, gathers her firewood for the rest of the winter on this day. She wants a clear day so that she can gather as much as possible, thus a clear day means a longer winter, a snowy day means a shorter one. Hmmm...sounds rather like that poor groundhog again, doesn't it?

It is also the Feast of St Brigid, considered the first day of Spring in the modern Irish calendar, and is also known as Candlemas, the feast of the Purification of the Virgin in the old Christian calendars. Brigid would walk the earth that night, blessing small scraps of cloth left outside of the doors for her attention. The hedgehog, another hibernating rodent, was considered sacred to Brigid. This is another "whistling" rodent, so when the Gaelic peoples came to the New World, they searched for another whistling rodent for St Brigid's day, and found....wait for it...the groundhog!

Groundhogs have very sharp teeth, as was pointed out to me by a few of my readers yesterday. Several of my references recommend that we celebrate that fact. The groundhog chews through roots and branches above and below ground. That reminds us to clear away any destructive patterns and habits - Spring Cleaning in essence. As we clear these away, we awaken new realms of possibility. Burrow into the mysteries of Spirit and our own connection with the earth upon which we walk, and walk gently today.
Tags: celebration, imbolc, spring

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