it was also Imbolc in the Northern Hemisphere and Lammas here in the southern hemisphere.... and apparently St.Brigids day as well...
I never know if I am coming or going with the seasons... part of me wants so desperately to follow our own seasons down here. but I am constantly polars apart from the catholic church calendar if I do that, because, you see, another part of me screeches out for the catholic tradition that I so love (and THAT will be another story) and yet another screams Celtic celebrations according to the traditional wheel of the year. no wonder I am confused.
so yesterday i followed the yearnings of my soul. I celebrated Candlemas.. a lovely little candle-lit night... surrounded by pouring rain and wind. which also for some reason soothes my soul. makes it feel safe & cocooned.
Sophie came home last night to stay and as she was making up her bed and putting clothes away, she asked me innocently if I had any candles for her to burn.. just because she felt like it.. something in her soul was telling her to light some candles..she had no idea it was Candlemas.
does it really matter what we celebrate as long as our souls are at perfect peace and harmony ?
I love candles. I once had a 'discussion' with a nun about candles in the church.. years ago they stopped using candles at Midnight Mass and Easter Vigil (instead they used torches??).. and I didn't quite get the whole reason.. she said that wax dropped on the carpet and was hard to clean.. I said if it is good enough for the Pope, then it was good enough for me.. she asked me if i thought that the whole reason for Mass was a candle and I said that I did not care less - I wanted candles.. they just spoke to my soul.. she didn't get me at all..
I yearn for a box of candles tied up with a piece of blue, vintage ribbon.