Its a beautiful morning here. The Sun has risen a bit earlier this morning and the light is bright. It sort of feels different. In fact, this whole week has felt different – even with the gale force winds and torrential rain, the energy difference has been palpable. Its almost like there is something in the air.
There is -its Spring! Although we have a while to wait, and February can be ruthless, we can feel safe in the knowledge that it’s on the way.
This time of year is known to some as Candlemas. Another name for it is Imbolc, which apparently means Ewe’s milk. Not growing up in a rural setting, that name doesn’t resonate with me personally, and for me the lamb is always associated with Spring Equinox. But the imagery of the single candle flame resonates deeply. The first small warming of the Earth, the first small brightening of the sky, the single candle flame reflecting the start of the fires to come later.
There is an official date for Candlemas / Imbolc and its Feb 1/2. I always feel it as a more general time than a specific moment. To honour it though, the beginning of Feb is a good time. I always look for the first snowdrops as a sign – ethereal in their beauty and full of promise.
We also have another Full Moon at the end of January – making it a Blue Moon. A blue moon is when there are two Full Moons in one calendar month – and a blue Moon is a wishing moon. Perfect to combine with the energy of Candlemas. New beginnings, the first stirrings, emergence – what will you wish for?
One of my favourite writers is Elizabeth Gilbert. I first heard of her from the TED playlist about creativity – I absolutely loved her talk about the tortured genius and the creative process so I looked her up. I discovered that she was most famous for her book Eat, Pray Love, which I still haven’t read. But I have read another two of hers – well I say “read” – I have listened to the audio books whilst travelling and painting.
One was The Signature of All Things, a truly amazing novel, and the other was Big Magic.
A couple of the stories from her TED talk were also in Big Magic, but so was so much more. Its an amazing discussion of the creative process – and the magic that’s contained within. The one story that has always stayed with me though, was the one about the poet Ruth Stone.
The story goes that she would see poems racing across the landscape towards her and she’d have to run indoors to grab a pen and pencil to capture them in time. She captured most of them, some escaped to be captured by another poet , and some came in backwards as had just been caught ” by the tail”
It all just felt so incredible. I’m not sure I’ve ever forgotten this story, and mused upon it often.
It was pretty special moment when I realised that the meditations that I work with every week, be it in recordings or in person at our group, come to me in a similar way. Luckily they don’t dash ahead of me on the road, or make me chase them around the garden – but they come a long and sit, sometimes a bit like gremlins, inside my head until I let them out again. They often simply sit in the way of any other ideas or concepts, absolutely insisting that they’re this weeks focus. However much I may want to change what meditations I’m delivering, they always tell me whats what – and it always works out far better than I could have ever imagined. The energy created is incredible – and often members say how much it meant to them , or that it was just what they needed. Those creative powers that be know what they’re doing – and part of my role is to simply trust in their wisdom. It feels good to realise that your part in your work is part of your magic, and that your magic can also be big ❤