I’m often stuck by feelings of courageousness when seeing the Snowdrops at Imbolc.

The boldness with which they arise from the stark landscapes of wintertime really touches me.

They speak to me of bravery and pioneering, affirming all those who choose to walk the ways of transformation.

When this blanket of Snowdrops appeared in my new garden I felt very seen.

They seemed to sing to me with a personal appreciation of all the changes I’ve moved through this past winter.

As the first signs of spring continue to take hold in the northern hemisphere, I bow to the courage that it takes for all beings to rebirth and recreate themselves anew.

I am in awe of the gusto that we muster year after year to cycle through the seasons again.

To emerge, transform, expand and release!

May we each feel carried, guided, and nurtured, by the White Goddess Of Imbolc as She brings forth spring’s great awakening!