Pronounce IM-BULK, this is the turn of the sacred year that celebrates new life. Small reminders of the life that has slumbered below the ground during Winter appear. Crocus and snowdrops peep up, sometimes right through the snow.
This is the time that the Crone begins to release her hold and The Goddess Brigid is re-born to breathe life and warmth into the Winter landscape.
May Brigid bless the house wherein you dwell
Bless every fireside every wall and door
Bless every heart that beats beneath its roof
Bless every hand that toils to bring it joy
Bless every foot that walks its portals through
May Brigid bless the house that shelters you.
~Saint Brigid's Blessing
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