This weekend saw the celebration of Ostara, the beginning of the season of Spring. Over here in the UK our weather was, as always, very interchangeable and unpredictable. We had beautiful bright sunshine, but the rain poured down frequently in short, sharp bursts. There were also a few brief hail storms. It meant that our plans to spend time outside were limited, and indeed I found myself exhausted as a result of my chaotic domestic life, and so I took some time out to rest (well, if you can call being at home with two demanding young children restful!)
The pagan festival of Ostara represents Mother Earth awakening her children after their winter slumber. It is the time of fertility, when trees and shrubs begin to blossom, the grass grows bright and green, and we see daffodils and daisies blooming in the countryside. Animals are reproducing, and we humans feel lighter and more cheerful as we welcome back the sunshine and warmth, and we begin to seek the pleasure of holidays and frivolity.
For me the festival was a quiet one this year. I am currently experiencing a lot of emotional turmoil as I deal with the aftermath of a close family member having been involved in a serious road accident. The relative is now seriously ill in hospital and we are still visiting on a regular basis. The patient is stable but received severe brain trauma, and we have absolutely no idea of what to expect in terms of long-term recovery. I will not give further details, because I want to be sensitive to my family at this time. Suffice to say we are all pulling together and supporting each other.
And so I conclude that I am receiving very difficult lessons at this time. The Universe, Spirit, whatever people like to call those invisible but powerful energies we all feel, is throwing a lot at me on the domestic front. I remain calm and reflective, as I know that this is all a prelude to something enjoyable, and it is all simply the experience of life. Blessed Ostara my friends!
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Spring is such an amazing time, and it always lifts up my heart, as I’m sure it does to many: the sight of crocuses, snowdrops, primroses sparkling in the sun is pure joy. I am so sorry to hear about your family member who is seriously injured, Catherine; my thoughts are with you and your family at this time, and I hope recovery and healing will be possible.
Thank you Sheila, he is a fighter so we have every confidence in his recovery. I am especially enjoying the daffodils and cherry blossom this year.