Grant, O Spirit, Thy Protection
And in Protection, Strength
And in Strength, Understanding
And in Understanding, Knowledge
And in Knowledge, the Knowledge of Justice
And in the Knowledge of Justice, the Love of It
And in the Love of It, the Love of All Existences
And in the Love of All Existences, the Love of (God, Goddess) Spirit and All Goodness

Standing around in the cold, on a drippy afternoon, imbibing the very essence of British weather through my extremities, is not usually my cup of tea, especially on a Sunday afternoon. But I found myself in one of the wonderful woods of London (one of the best things about London is that there are woods), wrapped in sixteen layers that weren’t enough, to attend an Imbolc ceremony.

Imbolc (pronounced “Imolc”) is an ancient festival that was celebrated in Celtic (and perhaps pre-Celtic) times. It is celebrated in early February when the first signs of spring appear. It is hard to believe that spring is anywhere near London, but my snowdrops have appeared, and they are usually the first indicator that there is hope! Imbolc is

strongly associated with the goddess Brigid, and in the Christian period with St Brigid – Imbolc being also known as St. Brigid’s Day. In Scotland the festival is also known as Là Fhèill Brìghde, in Ireland as Lá Fhéile Bríde, and in Wales as Gŵyl y Canhwyllau. The Day is also associated with the Christian feast of Candlemas (2 February), marking the end of the season of Epiphany.

Also known as “The Festival of Lights”, fire, initiation and purification are an important aspect of this festival. The lighting of candles and fires represents the return of warmth and the increasing power of the sun over the coming months.

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Cadhas do Bhrighde. A token of respect to Brigid. By Professor Alexander John Haddow (1912- 1978). It took 19 years to complete. Image Credit smeddum.net.

I’m lucky to have a friend, L, who is a Druid. When I learned she conducts ceremonies (Druids take it in turn to conduct and participate in ceremonies), I asked if I could come for the next one. Thus, I found myself in the freezing woods. I’m glad I went. It was an eclectic group of people, all of whom, unsurprisingly, had a deep love of nature.

We found a dell in the woodland and stood in a circle, each person taking it in turn to introduce themselves and talk about how they had been over the past few months, what winter meant to them (darkness for some, a time of inward reflection for others, and a time of joy for those who don’t like the heat!).

As a person spoke, he/she held a beautiful “talking stick,” a carved, long piece of wood with grooves. It was very comforting to hold while talking. You pass the stick on to the next person once you have finished. Everyone was given time to speak as much as they wanted, and everyone paid full attention to what each person had to say. We finished the talking exercise by saying what this time of the year means to us. For me, it is about feeling like I’m standing on some sort of threshold.

Her symbolism as a Sun Goddess remains, also, in the form of Brigid’s crosses, a widdershins or counterclockwise, swastika, found world-wide as a profound symbol, reaching Ireland by the second century, B. C. E., and is still used there today to protect the harvest and farm animals.

(from Brigid: The Survival of a Goddess by Winter Cymres).

We created an altar on the woodland floor, in the north-east corner, from where the Goddess Brigid is supposed to enter. Everyone scattered for a few minutes to go and find objects to create the altar. When searching for objects to make the altar, L instructed us to think of what we hoped would manifest in the coming year and our hopes for the spring. People added things to the altar found from the woods like leaves and twigs, but also photographs, necklaces and anything that symbolised their hopes for the future.

We approached the altar from the west, took three breaths together and “gave peace to the quarters,” i.e. invoked peace in all four directions, by facing each direction, ending with asking for peace for the whole world. We then recited the Druid’s prayer, cited above, and ended with Awen, a sacred sound similar to Om and expressive of inspiration from the guiding spirit of the universe. This felt familar, as Hindus too sometimes establish the directions before commencing on a Puja. Awen doesn’t look like Om on paper, but when one recites it together as a group, it produces the same sort of humming vibration.

We blessed our circle with water and fire. This also felt very familar, the procedure was exactly the same as when Hindus take around a sacred flame or bless someone with water.

We laid aside all disturbing thoughts and recognised the time and space as sacred.

We called in the directions, the spiritual elements and entities from all four directions and then prayed, “may the harmony of our lands be complete.”

L said, “we have gathered here to celebrate season of Imbolc, season of the Goddess Brighid, goddess of poets, goddess of healing, goddess of the forge.”
She called upon someone to speak for the land in this season, and someone spoke of the qualities of the land in this season.
She called upon someone to speak for the spirits of place in this season and someone spoke for the spirits of place in this season.
She asked if someone would summon the Goddess and someone summoned the Goddess.

The representative of the Goddess entered from the North-East and said:

“I bring pure water melted from the snow and ice of winter.” The representative circled us blessing each with water.

“I bring fire, the flame that we have each nurtured through the dark times of winter. Let each of you now, if you want, light a candle at the altar of the goddess and express your hopes, silently or aloud, for what you wish to manifest as and hope return to the earth.”
The representative circled us and blessed us with the flame.

Everyone lit candles and placed them at the altar one by one. We ended up placing the candles in a circle, so we had a beautiful warm ring of fire in the light of dusk.

Whoever wanted to then read out poems, sang, prayed while everyone else listened. L read out a poem by Wordsworth on snowdrops. I must add here, that L is a brilliant poet herself, in the way she writes and in the way she conducts ceremonies.

L said, “It is the time of recall. As our ceremony ends in the apparent world may its memory live in our minds and hearts.”

The whole circle took the Druid vow, three times, their hands interlocked.

We swear by peace and love to stand
Heart to heart and hand in hand
Mark oh spirit and hear us now
Confirming this our sacred vow

Awen, Awen, Awen

The directions were closed and the circle was uncast.

L concluded the ceremony with a final blessing:

Today. Here Now. This was the New Year for the Aztecs. This is the new year for Tibetans. It is the time of Candlemas in the Christian tradition and for us, as Druids. Imbolc. May our whole earth be blessed with water and with light, with peace and with harmony. May this time of Imbolc mark the beginning of the stirring of a new spring within our lives.

A blessing on our lives, A blessing on the land.

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More articles on Brigid and Imbolc here.

Books and Resources on Druidry:

The Living Wisdom of Trees: Natural History * Folklore * Symbolism * Healing
The Book of English Magic
Druids Herbal Of Sacred Tree Medicine
Celtic Tales of Birds and Beasts: 1
The Book of the Bardic Chair
The Druid Animal Oracle
A Druid Abroad: A Quest for the Lady in Druidry
Druid’s Herbal for the Sacred Earth Year
Pagan Paths: A Guide to Wicca, Druidry, Asatru, Shamanism and Other Pagan Practices
Living Druidry: Magical Spirituality for the Wild Soul
The Druid Craft Tarot Deck (Tarot Cards)
DRUID PLANT ORACLE (Book & Card Pack)

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I found the Imbolc ceremony very moving, life-affirming and tantric*, not just because there was a Goddess at the centre of the ritual, but because the ritual managed to create a synthesis; to remind us that we are part of a larger creation, connected to each other, the trees around us, the seasons, the blades of grass underfoot.

*The word “tantra,” though associated with various religious philosophies and scriptures, means “to weave.”

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