Sunday, February 2, 2014

FEBRUARY 2, 2014, IMBOLC

                                                         Imbolc


Some of the ancient, pagan, pre-Christian celebrations of this very day are still practiced in the other more modern versions. As I said the seasons were always the same with the same things going on. Aside from Imbolc which we I will refer to in a moment here, one early name for this day was Oimelc, pronounced űr-melk, and means ewe’s milk. As we know the milk was one of the biggest new blessings. As nature has it both cows and sheep would be having young now just after the cold of winter is passed. Funny how it works that even though the gestation time is different for animals they all seem to mate in such a way as to produce young in the spring, which is the best time for them. The cold is over and the new grazing grasses will be available just as they are weaned.  There is an earth blessing where you pour milk into the soil for a fertile crop to come. This is what I did in my gardens and I’ll tell you ore about it in a moment. All sorts of new possibilities come with having milk again. Cream being a big one adds such richness to food, and can be added to sauces or enjoyed cold for dipping breads and cakes into. 
     

Creamed cabbage in a white sauce with ham bits is a traditional food eaten here. Actually creamed anything…potatoes, carrots, even creamed bacon and onions, are common for this time of year. split pea with bacon soup is traditional. here you have bacon and dried peas. Another dish is mashed rutabagas with bacon and cooked grated carrots. Fresh made cheeses are beginning to be eaten here as folks have more milk to use for such things. By fresh cheeses I mean cottage cheese, cream cheeses, anything that can be made from curdling milk. Even mozzarella starts as a fresh cheese. Milk was the one new food except fish and small game which were not yet too plentiful. As I have said what was being eaten was what was left. 

Not to infer this wasn’t really good food, aged hams, bacon, and sausages are very fine bits of meat. And the cold stores of veggies had held freshness well, but the heat would come and even the root cellar would not keep things in time.
     Another name for this day is Folcaim, which would be said Fal-kearm means “I Wash.” Throughout Europe this was considered a time for purification, a time for cleaning out the old to make way the coming of the new, a time for spring cleaning. As the earth was a wash with melting snow and streams flowed, and rains came. It was considered that nature was washing clean, basically everything for the coming year. So in turn, and with old stores having to be used, cleaning things out, washing the body, and purifying tools and spaces seems to make good sense. This sometimes took the form of “doing without” in a ritual purification. Which made the fact that the old foods and stores were to be gone sometimes before new foods, such as eggs and meat and grain were available. This is where the Church placed Lent. But in truth this is what was happening anyway. It was a serious time of working again, tending the fields and livestock. Lent in fact comes from a Germanic word that just means “spring” actually lengthening days.

     The most common name for this time though is Imbolc, also spelled Imbolg... pronounced am-melc, it means “in the belly” which can refer to the animals that are still pregnant, but it also can mean “in the bowels of the earth (land/soil)”
     The wheel of the year is a cycle, representing a lifetime, especially the life time of the female reference to the Earth. Winter is “death and rebirth”, then its followed by three fertility days, which are Feb 2, spring, and May 1. Then summer is the time of “life, and birth” where the Earth gives birth to all the bounteous blessings. And summer is followed by three harvest days which are Aug 1, autumn, and Oct 31.
      Where we are now... the earth…more specifically the land, is a new young maiden. Who has just come into her “time.” She is a pure virgin now able to conceive. This is a time of conception… not so much as in seeds planted but in that the possibility is there. The ground is broken with the plow and the earth becomes pregnant with the possibility of giving life. 

     So in my garden today I did break the earth with a shovel full and poured in milk. The words I used are a modern prayer, but the intent is the same as ancient times. I also poured milk in my herb garden, but left it undisturbed as its covered in over growth from last year which has plenty of green beneath it’s protecting till spring.
From The Divine,
   The One,
  The Creator of all that is,

c    May blessings be poured into this land, that it may produce abundantly, all that nourishes the body and the soul.
c    May the bounty of Earth Mother be given freely, and  the seeds of labor and love bring forth fruits to warm the hearts of all that will partake.
c    May any who are nourished from this land be in turn blessed with goodness, fortune, and truth.

  With humility and gratitude I ask In the name of all that is, was, or ever will be. I bow within your creation.

     Imbolc is the time of the Goddess Brigid, in her maiden form. She is pictured in white or with a green mantle with possibly a torch or bundle of wheat or both. Her flowers are the crocus, daffodil and snowdrop. She is also known as Brid, and Brigantia (whom Britain is named for). Offerings to her of grains and crosses and straw dolls are made.
     A Brid bed where a husk doll  is dressed in white and placed in a basket bed next to a club or stick of wood is placed at the hearth at the end of the night. The  Brid(e) and club represent the female and male (phallus) aspects of conception.. Brigid blesses us with the anticipation of the harvest. She purifies us with the fire of the Smith and the Hearth, and the discipline to tend the grain fields and nursing livestock. She also blesses us with the cabbage, carrots and potatoes, ham and bacon and sausage eggs and grain, we have wisely stored, and with brand new milk. She inspires us with love and poetry, light and enlightenment, conception, passion and romance.



 Next …yumm… crepes cabbage and candles on this cold night.
 Blessings mes amis.



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