Imbolc

Did a bit of pre-Spring cleaning today: vacuumed, did all the dishes, folded laundry, cleaned some of the frig, and scrubbed the floor. Then I just sat there, basking in the joy of a clean house, until Elliot got home and I had to mess it all up for dinner. I realized that the milk was still good, so I put it to use making dishes for Imbolc. I made my favorite, Swedish pancakes, but I also have skansk grot in the rice cooker for breakfast tomorrow. I was also going to bake bread, but we just ran out of propane. I'm trying to decide between a creative solution and just wanting until morning when I can get more propane. I should probably just wait. To be honest, I think Imbolc is my favorite holiday, it's optimistic and forward looking, it's about anticipation. Eat good, rich foods, give thanks for handling the winter thus far, and know that change is coming.

Meditation

Sat down and meditated today for the first time in a while. Oh, I'll slip into a trance while hiking, or while making bread. But I rarely go into my visualizations anymore. It was enlightening, but not pleasant. I've been trying to get deeper into my faith lately, and I have made some progress with understanding how I see religion. Thinking back to a conversation I had with Jesse, I may try doing a group feast for Imbolc. Most holidays center around gathering friends together, eating, and getting drunk. That may very well be the oldest human tradition when it comes to celebrating. And Imbolc is a good holiday. I have never been very open about religion, even when I followed a mainstream religion. Maybe that's a habit best broken.