Phew! It has been a whirlwind of a weekend, and I’m not even sure why or how.

I planned to write about Imbolc on Saturday, which was the official date for Imbolc. Instead I hardly even glanced at my computer all weekend. But it’s all good. It was meant to be that way.

Last year I spent most of Imbolc immersed in meditation by candlelight as I stepped forward on my spiritual journey. I learned a lot things about humans, about life, and about the world around us during 2012. I also learned that I do not have to adhere to a specific and rigid structure or set of rules in order to be a pagan and celebrate the festivals of the year. There is no right or wrong way. There is only the natural way.

Spending time with family and friends for Imbolc

What was natural for me this weekend, was to spend time with family and friends. On Saturday I attended a football game (soccer for my international followers). Most people are aware that I do not follow ‘the beautiful game’ or even actively promote or support it. My reason for attending was in a nurturing capacity for a social enterprise called Girls Out Loud, of which I am a mentor and surrogate ‘big sister.’ Actually, I enjoyed the football, although that was largely attributed to the people I was with.

On Sunday I spent time with my daughter, my younger sister and my spiritual brother. We had planned to do some official Imbolc celebrating, or maybe go for a walk in the woods. As it turned out, we were all fairly lethargic. Instead we spent time at home enjoying each other’s company and discussing things that are important to us. It was a lovely weekend, and I understand that this is the way it should have been. No structure. No ritual. Simply enjoying life and the opportunities around me. Thank you, Goddess.

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