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Celebrating the Promise of Spring with Saint Brigid (with Pancakes and Poetry!)

Updated: Jul 1

Courageous birdies holding the promise of spring!

This little peanut is ready to sprout in the spring!

I've recently learned about Imbolc, which is a traditional Irish holiday celebrating the seeds of spring beginning to stir with life. Not only is the story of the Goddess Brigid fascinating, Imbolc is a lot more fun and interesting than Groundhog Day! Furthermore, the traditional food is pancakes. Pancakes are considered symbols of the sun because of their round shape and golden color. The Irish tradition is to make potato pancakes (called Boxty Pancakes). Our beautiful mess of an Imbolc breakfast pictured below! We made spelt pancakes.

"To honor her sacred flame and her radiance is to also honor your own, as you plant new seeds to birth in the coming spring."

February 1st is the feast day of Brigid, who began her life as a Pagan Goddess and was later sainted by the Catholic Church when Christianity came to Ireland. On her feast day, beginning at sunset on February 1st and ending at sunset on February 2nd, her statue was washed in the sea for purification and then carried in a cart through the fields surrounded by candles. Sacred fires were lit, since she symbolized the fire of birth and healing, the fire of the forge and the fire of poetic inspiration. For our ancestors, Imbolc was a time to welcome a new light into their lives, light the candles, clean up their homes and plant some first seeds that served as a symbol of new energy.

Brigid is also known as the goddess of poetry, blacksmithing and healing. She is patroness of inspiration and midwifery. Her name originates from the Gaelic words Breo-Saighit, which means fiery or flaming arrow. Brigid is the protector and preserver of all memory and knowledge. Her role is that of teacher and magical instructor and she empowers her students with wisdom and knowledge to nurture the land, keeping it safe and productive for the good of all. To honor her sacred flame and her radiance is to also honor your own, as you plant new seeds to birth in the coming spring.

We will light some candles and read poetry to celebrate! I hope you'll join us!

Poem Suggestions:

What to Remember When Waking

by David Whyte

In that first hardly noticed moment in which you wake, coming back to this life from the other more secret, moveable and frighteningly honest world where everything began, there is a small opening into the new day which closes the moment you begin your plans.

What you can plan is too small for you to live. What you can live wholeheartedly will make plans enough for the vitality hidden in your sleep.

To be human is to become visible while carrying what is hidden as a gift to others. To remember the other world in this world is to live in your true inheritance.

You are not a troubled guest on this earth, you are not an accident amidst other accidents you were invited from another and greater night than the one from which you have just emerged.

Now, looking through the slanting light of the morning window toward the mountain presence of everything that can be what urgency calls you to your one love? What shape waits in the seed of you to grow and spread its branches against a future sky?

Is it waiting in the fertile sea? In the trees beyond the house? In the life you can imagine for yourself? In the open and lovely white page on the writing desk?


Brigid they name me And three gifts of fire I bring: First, the flame of inspiration, Frenzy of poet and anguish of artist, And passion of lover for union with the Beloved; Second, the fierce fire of the smith-craft, Through whose testing all must pass; And third, the most precious of all, Which eases the second’s pain, The undying warmth of healing, The last and greatest gift Of the ever-returning sun.



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