May the power of Brigid be with you.

On the feast day, Bridget would visit and bless homes. If the sun was seen on this day winter was over but if the sun was hidden behind clouds winter was still to come. In the British Isles, spring is already on its way. Flower buds are poking through and the greenery is returning. Milk begins to flow in the udders of cows and sheep as they ready for the birth of their offspring. Older pagan names for Candlemas include Imbolc and Oimelc. Oimelc meaning "milk of ewes" and Imbolc translates as "in the belly" (pertaining to the earth).

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A Candlemas Poem

Night of lit white candles

darkness turned into light

"everything she touches changes"

feast of waxing flame

fire of heart and hearth

fire on the mind

flickering of spark

quickening of air

warming into inspiration

thawing in her innocence

snow into desire



"she shines for all of us

she burns within us all"

sipral heat of life

"she shines for all of us

within us all she burns"

the fires to create

"she shines in all of us

she burns us all within"

awakening arising is her need

"she shines for all of us

she burns within us all"

Her candle is our only source



-From Diane Stein's book "Casting the Circle"
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