Candlemas — I love the notion of the blessing of the lights that will help us to see clearly.

Consider how important and meaningful this was at a time when all your light was manufactured by you…

Imagine the entire village coming to have their lights blessed or the Elders processing from house to house to bless the lights…

This was a time that light was precious. Without the candles, you lived long periods in the dark or with only a fire to provide light. It’s hard to think of the dark as sacred when the rhythm feels so inescapable…

What if we thought of light as precious? What if we thought of the dark as sacred? What if, in this time of the Snow Moon, we longed for Peace and lit candles in its honor… What if?