Friday, February 2, 12-2
At Wanderland Rainforest Iseum
MID-WINTER HOLY DAY: IMBOLC
Under the blanket of Winter, beneath the cold and the dark, Earth holds within Her the new seeds of growth. Like the seed, we, too, begin to awaken; we become aware that within us are all future possibilities, all growth, all knowing.
The mid-winter Holy Day of Imbolc celebrates the time when darkness begins to recede and there is a bursting forth of new life. As the light grows, so does the stirring within us — who, what, and how will we Become? What shadows need illumination within us? What desire needs a bit more light to be seen clearly? What quality in us has dimmed and needs brightening? Now is the time to shed the Dark, and renew our inner flame.
This Holy Day Ceremony will be led by Gwendolyn Endicott. There is no charge, but donations toward the maintenance of the forest sanctuary are greatly appreciated. The ceremony begins at noon. Please come early rather than late. Questions: contact Gwendolyn@nehalemtel.net or 503-368-6389 for more information on Wanderland Rainforest Iseum see Wanderlandrainforest.org
At Wanderland Rainforest Iseum
Thursday, December 21, 12-2
“From the Darkness comes the Light”
Ice, snow, winds, and rain sweep the earth as darkness comes earlier each day. Winter Solstice is the longest night of the year. We are in the womb of the Great Mother, the place of dreams and infinite possibilities. From this night on, the sun returns—longer each day, nurturing the seeds of spring that sleep deep in the earth.
Winter Solstice celebrates the presence of Spirit and the power of Hope. At this time, we tend the Hearth and listen to the ancient wisdom stories of Light born from the deepest Dark . We will begin at noon with Sacred Story—a telling of creation myth. The ceremony that follows will focus on the “Radiance in Darkness”—what is the Light that you carry?
This ceremony will be led by gwendolyn Endicott, story teller, author, Priestess. Come a little early, rather than late. Bring a journal. There is no charge, but donations toward the maintenance of the forest sanctuary are greatly appreciated.
Gwendolyn@nehalemtel.net or 503-368-6389
On our early morning walk,
The dogs paused beside the road,
Nosing their way through the luxuriant new grass.
“What a pleasure,” I thought,
“to immerse yourself in green.”
Smelling, tasting, being
as the new morning sun
lights the dew into sparkling.
I caught sight of a circular web
delicately hung from a twig
making rainbows as it swayed gently in the sun.
“Good Morning, Earth,” I said,
Seeing Her all around me, vibrantly alive.
And She replied with a fine mist
That rose from the grass
as She breathed out the cold earth
and surrendered to the Sun.
The forest has turned a psychedelic green– the closest I can come in naming it is Chartreuse, but it glows so it almost looks gold. For a moment I think there is something wrong with my eyes. But no, it is the forest coming back to life. Along the trail, a hill of trilliums pushes through the moss. Today they have opened. They are the sacred Lily of this forest, glowing white, tri-petaled, beloved of the goddess.
Today, as the forest glows around me, I know that Kore, the World Soul, has once more returned, and we are in a new Season of growth. I am grateful to see another Spring. My heart gladdens as old friends reappear: skunk cabbage, colts foot, oxalis, huckleberry, trillium…A miracle of rebirth everywhere, a forest coming alive again after a winter down under.