The Wheel has turned once again. I stretch my arms above my head and wake from the deep winter’s nap. The drops of golden slumber fall from my warm and cozy body. I step onto the icy floor and scurry to the kitchen to start my coffee. The damp and chilled mornings, brisk with anticipation zing through the air and the sudden quickening of spring stirs in my belly.
She’s coming. She who is birthed at the threshold, She who caresses the hibernating animals, and whose smiles warm the crocus encouraging their heads to push through the earth, is only a few steps away, but She’s coming.
Triple Moon Goddess Brigid is at the threshold of our door. It’s time to wake to Her healing hands, Her poetic voice, and Her infinite love!
