Imbolc
Imbolc or Imbolg (pronounced i-MOLG), also called (Saint) Brigid's Day (Irish: Lá Fhéile Bríde, Scottish Gaelic: Là Fhèill Brìghde, Manx: Laa'l Breeshey), is a Gaelic festival marking the beginning of spring. Most commonly it is held on 1 February, or about halfway between the winter solstice and the spring equinox. Historically, it was widely observed throughout Ireland, Scotland and the Isle of Man. It is one of the four Gaelic seasonal festivals—along with Beltane, Lughnasadh and Samhain—and corresponds to the Welsh Gŵyl Fair y Canhwyllau. Christians observe it as the feast day of Saint Brigid, especially in Ireland.
Imbolc is mentioned in some of the earliest Irish literature and there is evidence it has been an important date since ancient times. It is believed that it was originally a pagan festival associated with the goddess Brigid and that it was Christianized as a festival of Saint Brigid, who is thought to be a Christianization of the goddess. At Imbolc, Brigid's crosses were made and a doll-like figure of Brigid, called a Brídeóg, would be paraded from house-to-house. Brigid was said to visit one's home at Imbolc. To receive her blessings, people would make a bed for Brigid and leave her food and drink, while items of clothing would be left outside for her to bless. Brigid was also invoked to protect homes and livestock. Special feasts were had, holy wells were visited and it was also a time for divination.
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by: Emma PollockThis adrenaline rush is keeping me high
Keep it coming around
It keeps the days alive and makes the hours fly
Keep it coming around
And when the hold-ups
Start holding you down
Keep your eyes to ground
And when the hold-ups
Start holding us down
Just keep your eyes to ground
For I cannot disgrace myself
When the motion fails for the very fist time
Don't give the game away
When it raises its head and it threatens to stay
Don't give the game away
And If my time is tabled and my clock is on time
I can keep it alive
And if my day is set and I haven't stopped yet
I can carry on fine
For I will have redeemed myself
Setup the day
Give it away
And everything I've been thinking of
With no time to think
There's no time to sink
I'm looking out for an ambush
From beginning to end
Potential to bend
There can be no interruptions
Setup the day
Give it away
And stop this motion from slowing
This adrenaline rush is keeping me high
Keep it coming around
It keeps the days alive and makes the hours fly
Keep it coming around
And If my time is tabled and my clock is on time
I can keep it alive
And if my day is set and I haven't stopped yet
I can carry on fine
For I will have redeemed myself
Setup the day
Give it away
And everything I've been thinking of
With no time to think
There's no time to sink
I'm looking out for an ambush
From beginning to end
Potential to bend
There can be no interruptions
Setup the day
Give it away
And stop this motion from slowing
Setup the day
Give it away
And everything I've been thinking of
With no time to think
There's no time to sink
I'm looking out for an ambush
From beginning to end
Potential to bend
There can be no interruptions
Setup the day
Give it away