Lughnasa – Photo: janebaileybain.com
Lughnasa
I was going to write tonight about the Festival of Lughnasa, a Celtic holiday traditionally celebrated on August 1st. Lughnasa celebrates and honors Lugh, the God of the Sun, and kicks off the season of harvest.
Lughnasa is one of the four seasonal holidays, the other three being Samhain (celebrated on November 1st), Imbolc (February 1st), and Bealtane, (May 1st).
As I mentioned in yesterday’s post, today (tonight, actually, at 11:11 p.m. – a moment on the clock near and dear to my heart) was the New Moon, and I believe also a ‘Black’ ‘SuperMoon’ thereby making it particularly powerful as a result.
New Moon and Lughnasa
It is intriguing to me that that a new moon is the time of planting seeds to bring forth something new into our lives. And here we are, also celebrating harvesting, in the form of the holiday of Lughnasa.
Seems to me that this could portend that the seeds we plant at this new moon could, in fact, manifest instantly and therefore call for immediate harvest.
I’d say that ‘coincidence’ bodes well for the people who have had sessions with me over the past two days, too. This is a very powerful time right now and people having sessions with me generally want to effect major change in their lives. Thus, the seeds we plant in their newly cleansed energy bodies will thrive and manifest much more quickly than might otherwise happen (and things manifest pretty quickly on the slower days, so…).
Taking Stock
So, as I contemplate this night of the Dark Moon, I urge you all to join me in taking stock of what you are sowing. Personally, I have a lot going on right now, including major shifts to the way I’ve ‘always’ done things, as well as gauging and tempering my reaction to certain situations. I have a deep-seated yearning to respond from a place of patience and gratitude.
It’s easier sometimes than others.
At this time of total darkness, the time of the Dark Moon, I ask Lugh to come and shed a whole bunch of light on some of those situations. And I’d love to harvest the abundance that I know can come out of them.
Right now, however, I’m going to plant the seed of sleep.
May all your harvests be plentiful and free of blight.
(T-849)