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\nFor centuries it has been customary for Irish folk to fashion a St. Brigid’s Cross of straw or rushes and place it at the entrance to their cottage to protect their homes, animals and loved ones.<\/p>\n
In Scotland February is known as Wolf month and although the days are cold and dreary there are small signs of new life appearing across the country side as birds began to build their nests and ewes birth their lambs.<\/p>\n
As the Cailleach, Old woman of Winter exhales her final icy breath, all will be transformed as Brigid, Fair Woman of February rekindles the fire in the earth, preparing it for new life . . .<\/p>\n
\nFor centuries it has been customary for Irish folk to fashion a St. Brigid’s Cross of straw or rushes and place it at the entrance to their cottage to protect their homes, animals and loved ones.<\/p>\n
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Brigid’s Cross <\/strong>on our front door. “Imbolc, which means “in the belly” is a time of hope and expectation. A light shines out in Kildare In the name of Brigid, her spirit Everyday Goddessing\u00a0 is about sharing magical techniques and sacred wisdom with other beautiful Goddess women. I believe that within every woman there is a goddess, a wise woman, beautiful, creative, powerful, with a deep soul, and that everything we need and are looking for is already inside\u00a0 each of us. \u2013 Rose Arizmendi<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" In Scotland February is known as Wolf month and although the days are cold and dreary there are small signs of new life appearing across the country side as birds began to build their nests and ewes birth their lambs. As the Cailleach, Old woman of Winter exhales her final icy breath, all will be […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[624,406,19,74],"tags":[235,234,231,236,233,232],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.gaiasgarden.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/931"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.gaiasgarden.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.gaiasgarden.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.gaiasgarden.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.gaiasgarden.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=931"}],"version-history":[{"count":25,"href":"https:\/\/www.gaiasgarden.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/931\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3007,"href":"https:\/\/www.gaiasgarden.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/931\/revisions\/3007"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.gaiasgarden.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=931"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.gaiasgarden.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=931"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.gaiasgarden.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=931"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
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\nFor those of us in the colder climes, it can be a time of waiting,
\ngestating the seeds of springtime and new life, a witnessing of
\nreturning light and birdsong in this, the deepest part of winter. So,
\ntoo, it is a time for resting “in the belly,” in the quiet center of
\nourselves.<\/p>\n
\nasking for love, justice, peace, truth, care of the earth.
\n– Brigidine Nuns, Kildare , Ireland<\/p>\n
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