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Spring equinox

March 24, 2018, 5:00pm - March 24, 2018, 7:00pm

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The grove celebrated Imbolg in front of the hearth fire tonight. We sought the blessings of Brigit as healer for our many friends and family in need of healing, both in body and in spirit. The omens received were fitting: Isa from the Ancestors, Kenaz from the Land Spirits, and Wunjo from the Shining Ones. ... See MoreSee Less

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Good news! The Cailleach is sleeping in today in our part of Northern Michigan! Clear, sunny weather on the day of Imbolg would mean the Cailleach is out and about, gathering more wood for her fire, signalling a protracted winter and a late spring. A blustery, grey Imbolg, on the other hand, means the Cailleach’s present supply of firewood is sufficient to carry her through the remainder of winter, signalling an early spring. Under all that snow, the first signs of spring are already stirring.

A happy, blessed Imbolg to all from the Grove of the Midnight Sun!
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February 3, 2018, 4:00pm - February 3, 2018, 9:00pm

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It is for the favor of the Fellowship that I speak these words. Here, enshrined in Primordial cold - the crystals run to ever-mummifying waves – The dead squirm, entombed in deep, hoar-frosted graves. I offer ecstasy to the Winter’s might. To Odin, Morrigan, & the sere-hallowed Night– here amid this company bedight is no yearning for the coarse stone tomb– grand visions alleviate the cloying gloom. Fires flare, & eyes glint with purpose immemorial– worship ensues, cries to Gods both frost-born and arboreal– The sacral fane, lit with flame– how bright the eldest Yuletide lights our veins! Hearts burn clear on this blessed night. Eldest of days, the Dark ignites untold Light. Let companionship illumine our varied ways in the advancement of these troubled days– Blessings on all assembled here. The Bard’s benediction I seek to impart with clattered rhymes, & rhythms passing queer. May all take flowing fire to the heart as they greet this newly-impending year… So, be bold, & of great cheer! For the clarion of the Hunt is all-too-achingly clear. Scott Couturier

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