I knew, when I saw the headline that Groundhog Phil had seen his shadow and that we were in for six more weeks of winter – that it just wasn’t true. It just didn’t feel true, which is how I get much of my information. I didn’t know it before I saw the headline, but once I did, the resonance was simply – not true.
And sure enough, signs of spring are all around. Loud groups of birds in the morning, many goldfinches on the thistle feeder – and just beginning to turn gold, a pregnant doe in the woods, and – best of all – the Chipmunks are awake. I have never ever seen them awake this early – spotted the first one on February 7. Everyone seems to know that it’s time to get going.
February 1st and 2nd are Candlemas and Imbolc, the days when the seed first stirs in the earth, when the wheel of the sun has truly turned, and long sacred to the Goddess. Great times for meditating on what you want to push up through the earth this year. I have never been able to understand what that groundhog has to do with anything. I’ll bet the beginnings of this predication has to do with The Goddess, back in old Europe. None of my books answer that question. I’ll go to wiki and google – the answer is in there somewhere. I’ll keep you posted.