The ashes of Yule are behind you and the threshold is ahead. You don’t cross it complete. No one does. You’re still learning to walk with your shadows in daylight, still tired, still figuring out what integration means when other people can see you.
So you cross, not because you’ve perfected the Work, but because humans have been crossing thresholds since the first fire in the first cave.
Cross when you’re ready. Cross when you’re not. The Wheel is already turning.
Original Publication: Pagan Chronicle – Issue: 06 – IMBOLC 2024 SUBSCRIBE TO THE PAGAN CHRONICLE TODAY In the intricate realm of spiritual exploration lies a transformative space, known as the liminal, where boundaries blur and possibilities unfold. Rooted in the Latin word “limen,” meaning threshold, the liminal beckons individuals to embrace the enigmatic, step beyond…
Original Publication: Pagan Chronicle – Issue: 06 – IMBOLC 2024 SUBSCRIBE TO THE PAGAN CHRONICLE TODAY The start of this year I want to begin the wheel with the Runes. Walking the Runic path can be intense, but it can also lead to knowing yourself better and gaining knowledge of things that you may not…
IMBOLC – CANDLEMAS – FEAST OF BRIGID Original Publication: Pagan Chronicle – Issue: 06 – IMBOLC 2024 SUBSCRIBE TO THE PAGAN CHRONICLE TODAY Imbolc or Imbolg, meaning ‘in the belly’, is the second sabbat of the year which falls between the winter solstice (Yule) and the spring equinox (Ostara) and usually happens on or around…