Imbolc and the First Signs of Spring

It’s hard to believe that spring is around the corner, especially given the harsh winter weather some of us are experiencing now.  However, sleeping under the snow lie the first tender vestiges of warmer days. As much as I love fall and winter, there is something about crocus, tulips and daffodils peaking up through the snow that makes my heart excited for this sign of the renewal cycle of life.


Imbolc is a celebration of life. The ewes are lambing and fresh milk is flowing. There is hope that the dwindling winter stores of food, will soon be filled again. The brightest green grass, nourished by their blanket of protective snow, now begins to peek up through the brown blades of fall. Trees begin to bud, Dogwood, Buckeye and Wild Plum. Honey bees come out and start pollinating their bright blooms.

The days are now growing longer and the angle of the sun casts a particular light on the stark lemon yellow green leaves of the tall trees. Warm winds rustle their  boughs and song birds begin to take flight.


In celebration of the very first signs of life returning, our ancestors turned to the Goddess Brigid.  Daughter of the chief of the gods, The Dagda, she was known as the Goddess of childbirth, poets, healing and inspiration.  She is part of the Triple Aspect of the Goddess, the Mother as she represents the birth of new life.

Things you can do to celebrate Imbolc:


Light a simple white or green candle and say:

“I call upon the fire to melt the snow. 

The warmth of the mother to make things grow.”



Make Triple Goddess Moon Cookies! (A great activity with your little ones or yourself alone!)

1 cup (2 sticks/220 grams) butter or margarine, softened
1 1/4 cups (250 grams) granulated sugar
2 teaspoons grated lemon peel
1/4 teaspoon salt
1 1/3 cups (185 grams) flour
1 teaspoon vanilla, lavender or peppermint extract


In a large bowl or stand mixer, cream the butter, sugar, and vanilla extract until fluffy and light. Mix the lemon peel, and salt. In increments, add the flour mixture to the butter and sugar. Mix until well blended. Cover and chill thoroughly for at least 2 hours.

(Pre-Heat your oven to 375 degrees)

When the dough is chilled, roll it to a thickness of 1/8 inch, and cut with a crescent moon cookie cutter.

If you can’t find a crescent moon cookie cutter, you can use a circular cookie cutter and cut a curved line in the middle, then roll the excess dough from the cookies and repeat.

Place cookies on a cookie sheet lined with parchment paper approximately 1/4 to 1/2 inches apart.

Bake for 7-12 minutes! (I love my cookies crisp so I live dangerously at the 12 minute mark!)



Take a Nature Walk!

Lastly, take a long walk through nature. Try to find a trail or field if possible but any area with grass and trees will do! Take note of how some creatures and the flora are awakening from their winter sleep. Breath in the clean air and if you wish, say some simple affirmation magic spells.

“As nature awakens, so do I.”

“As the world grows fresh and new, so do I.”

“Nature gets a fresh start, dropping her brown, shriveled mantle, so do I.”


Thanks for reading!

Will you share your Imbolc traditions with me?








What is the Suburban Pagan Family?


That’s a great question!

Paganism today is so different from the Paganism of 100 years ago.  You will not find most pagans today with ratty robes, warts on their noses, putting eye of newt in a bubbling black cauldron.  In my home, we don’t stuff children in ovens, we stuff fresh bread dough in them! Bread dough that was kneaded by little hands and created with love and thankfulness stirred in.

In the average pagan home, you will find some trappings of the old world and the new. Sunlight plants on a windowsill, glittering crystals and smokey incense (or a misty diffuser!) thoughtfully arranged on a kitchen counter or perhaps bright colorful fabrics and beautiful statues of Gods and Goddess.  Maybe there are soft furs draped across sofa backs and tall drinking horns full of mead. How about an ornate wheel of the year hanging prominently on the wall next to the family portraits?

What if this house was in a densely packed neighborhood?

This is some of what is Paganism today.  This is my kind of Paganism.


The above example describes my home. The home where I raise and live with my family. It’s complicated and chaotic. It’s peaceful and moving and yes, sometimes difficult and sad.  It is the average family, in an average town in your average neighborhood.  We don’t live in some dark hollow (though I admit that would be nice sometimes!) We interact with our neighbors on a daily basis.  Our children play with all the neighborhood kids.  We host dinners on occasion and enjoy going out on the weekends to hike or visit fun “nerdy” conventions.

Do we stand out in our neighborhood? Yes sometimes we do.  We are in the deep south. I’m in an interracial marriage and instead of a Jesus fish bumper sticker or church logo, my mom issued minivan sports Goddess and Odin ones! Ha!  Sometimes I catch people giving me the strangest looks from my rear view mirror.


We are also rabid animal and nature lovers.  Well at least I am, my husband takes a more conservative role behind the scenes. I am out front, leading the charge, teaching my children that they should stand up for what they believe in.  Whether it be saving the old trees at the park or their religious freedom.

Generally speaking however, our lives are very tame and no different than our more mainstream neighbors. We celebrate almost all the same holidays even if we call them by different names. We have more Gods and Goddesses to embrace and seek guidance. We believe in magic, both real and implied. I teach my children to honor their ancestors and the magical creatures that surround our home.  We roast marshmallows by the firepit  and discuss the ancient tales that have been passed down from our forefathers.

So what makes the modern pagan family? You do, your family and mine.