Go Play!

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“It is a happy talent to know how to play,” the Universe mentioned by way of a fortune cookie.

I taped it to a piece of paper, drew a big blue circle around it and wrote, “So, what is play?”

“Have fun and honor your inner child,” the Universe responded. “Take some time to ask your inner child how do you feel? and what would you like to do? Plan an afternoon where you take your inner child on an outing, doing things that allow your inner child to emerge. Swing and slide at the park. Take an afternoon nap. Draw on the path with chalk. Or build a sandcastle.*”

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IMAGE: Kahlo, Frida. Girl with Death Mask (She Plays Alone). 1938

*Virtue, Doreen. Healing with the Angels, Oracle Cards. Hay House: Carlsbad, 1999.

Angel Wishes

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It’s not often I ask for specific things — make a wish and blow out the candles usually yields a simple request for a good and healthy year.

Sometimes, I’ll ask for a little guidance — never a lot, just a little. In the point-me-in-the-right-direction-I’ll-take-it-from-there kind of way.

“What do you want to know?” the psychic always asks before she begins. But I never really have questions, I just want hints. Hints about what comes next maybe or something I haven’t considered.

Is that wishful thinking?

“Ask, and it shall be given you;
seek, and ye shall find;
knock, and it shall be opened unto you.”

— Matthew 7.7 (KJV)

I just never know what to ask or what I seek specifically and in detail, although I know some people who do.

Last week, in anticipation of candle blowing and wishes making, I sat with a deck of angel cards — a gift from a like-minded friend. Quietly I asked what I needed to know, on what I should focus my intentions. Their reply?

Playfulness.
Healing.
Dreams.
Manifesting.

Simple requests. A little direction. Hints whispered. Angel wishes.

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©2013, Jen Payne.
IMAGE: Voices of Evening, Gustave Moreau, 1885.

A Prayer for Imbolc

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My dear friend Tara reminded me this morning that today is the seasonal celebration of Imbolc — marking the halfway point between the Winter Solstice and the Spring Equinox. Imbolc is a time to rejoice in the return of light and the possibilities of the new season, said to be heralded by the goddess Brighid.

With no apology, I confess that I find myself desperately craving a winter that never fully materialized. While pleasant, these moderate temperatures and lack of precipitation have failed to offer up the excuse to stay indoors, to slow our pace, to hibernate and germinate and contemplate.

Perhaps this prayer to Brighid, then, carries even more importance this year:

“Great Brigit, I know that you hear me the moment that I think of you. I ask for your presence and assistance. Please lend me your courage and power that I may rise to the level of my highest capabilities. Please warm my heart and mind with your brightness, and burn away any thoughts, feelings, or behaviours that stand in the way of my Divine potential. Help me to have the courage to be my very best, and to lose all fear of being powerful.”

— Doreen Virtue, Archangels and Ascended Masters

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Mixed-media collage, Blessings of Brighid at Imbolc, ©2011, Jen Payne.

[ Joyous Imbolc! ]

Brighid at Imbolc

For Christmas this year, my dear friend Tara gave me a copy of the We’Moon Calendar. It is a treasure trove of astrology and mythology, prayers and incantations, seasons and cycles, poetry, art and…so much more! Its daily calendar includes astrological notations and seasonal celebrations, like the solstices and eclipses.

Today, for example, is the seasonal celebration of Imbolc—marking the halfway point between the Winter Solstice and the Spring Equinox. It may not feel like it outside today, but we are half way to spring. Imbolc is a time to rejoice in the return of light and the possibilities of the new season, said to be heralded by the goddess Brighid.

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Mighty Brighid, keeper of the flame, blazing in the darkness of winter. O goddess, we honor you, bringer of light, healer, exalted one. Bless us now, hearth mother, that we may be as fruitful as the soil itself, and our lives abundant and fertile. Bride of the Earth, sister of the faeries, daughter of the Tuatha de Danaan, keeper of the eternal flame. In autumn, the nights began to lengthen, and the days grew shorter, as the Earth went to sleep. Now, Brighid stokes her fire, burning flames in the hearth, bringing light back to us once more. Winter is brief, but life is forever. Brighid makes it so.

— Attributed to Patti Wigington

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For Imbolc, traditional activities include lighting candles to represent the returning light of the sun, wandering in the winter woods to look for signs of spring, hanging pieces of white fabric to garner Brighid’s blessings, or placing a broom at the front door to symbolize sweeping out the old and welcoming in the new.

What I appreciate most about these celebrations—these rituals of acknowledgement—is that they note a time for us to pause. Like all great Sabbaths, they ask that we stop our busy ways, reflect for a moment, honor that which is greater and be grateful in its presence.

I am especially fond of Brighid’s connection to this celebration. A patron goddess of poetry and creativity, her presence is most welcome during this long Northeast winter. As cabin fever sets in, so too do the gremlins of Unfocus, Unmotivated, and Angst—none of which are conducive to poetry and creativity!

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“Great Brigit, I know that you hear me the moment that I think of you. I ask for your presence and assistance. Please lend me your courage and power that I may rise to the level of my highest capabilities. Please warm my heart and mind with your brightness, and burn away any thoughts, feelings, or behaviours that stand in the way of my Divine potential. Help me to have the courage to be my very best, and to lose all fear of being powerful.”

— Doreen Virtue, Archangels and Ascended Masters

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Today, may you find peace in knowing that this wicked weather will pass, welcome in new light and possibilities, and consider how you can sow and nurture your divine potential in the fertile season ahead! Joyful Imbolc!

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Above: Blessings of Brighid at Imbolc, ©2011, Jen Payne.

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