And as quickly as Ostara comes and goes, Beltaine kicks up it’s heels.
At one time, signifying the beginning of Summer (a sentiment I share ), Beltaine is one of the great Fire Festivals.
As the Sun God increases in strength, we sympathize with this by baking sun cookies, and jumping fires (or cauldrons if having a backyard fire is out of the question), we gather flowers and celebrate the blossoming beautiful Mother Earth, and her union with the God. Their consummation ensures our bountiful harvest in a few months from now.
I went for a walk up to the store a few nights ago, with my youngest two – my 13 year old and my eight month old.
On our way home, (it was just after 8pm) I was struck by the beautiful chorus of birds… many different kinds. All saying goodnight as the Sun said his fairwell for the day. The sound of crickets, a frog somewhere not too far away, but out of sight… what a truly beautiful evening. Walking the beauty way. Every step is a sacred step.