This year, Imbolc was also a very good time. There still was lots of snow, but one could already sense the first signs of spring in the air. After a very long January, Imbolc was the beginning of a new periode, a more ecstatic and happier time. There was so much hope in these days.
I celebrated Imbolc in a romantic, snowy and wild forest. At some places, we stuck to our hips in the snow. When we had found a nice place for our ritual, we built an altar in the snow with a candle and a swan feather. After calling to the elements and winds, we talked about about this time, what it meant for us. At the end of the ceremony, we drummed and sang a sacred song.

The first snowdrops bloom in the garden



The meadow glows in the light of spring



The White Lily on the cold stone
and in the mossy meadow

As always at the New Moon, when there is just the sickle of the Young Lady, I go out for dancing under her. It gives so much hope to me and the light returns to us. I am happy.

This year I made a Bridies Cross for the first time. I took some twigs from a clematis.

This year Imbolc was some kind of a change for me. For the first time I celebrated that feast with Gudrun Rosenberger (Nemea Goddess Center) and it was really fantastic! I felt like coming home and when I drove back there was a wonderful sky full of stars!