Imbolic

It’s Imbolic , The Day of Ewes Milk!

Lambs wiggle as they nurse.

And we find ourselves on this day

wiggling

between a Solstice

and an Equinox.

It’s the first day of winter’s turning.

And if I stand very still

as if listening for a far off mountain stream,

my mind lets go of it’s endless thinking.

This is a practice

This always listening for that which is far away-

corrals the mind

and lets me experience being here…..

delicious

Mothers milk.

2 thoughts on “Imbolic

  1. Thanks Sister, I like that …as though listening to a far off stream… as a way to sit in the BIG SPACE. I going to give it a go as I sit with the ocean this morning. At the beach for a few days, what a friend.

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