04/08/2026
In a place we can remember from long ago, or perhaps it was yesterday or tomorrow, or perhaps it resides within the intricate webbings of our bone marrow…if we go into the blackness, the place where the veils are always thin, where the people remember, and the mycelia sings us songs of stars…Bear Woman emerges from the great void within the hollows, the womb of the Mother.
This Winter, like all Winters, she has slept a deep little death, curled into the warmth of her being, her heartdrum slowww, its rhythm of languid pulsing currents in ocean depths, of black tinged indigo, silent and dark…
..And now She emerges pregnant with dream symbols and walking with liminal realms clinging to her furs. She is Bear, Woman, Cave, Tree, Roots, Fruits, Mother, Matter…
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Bear, along with this Imbolc season we're in ~ the Stirrings of Spring...think cold weather & daffodils... reminds us of rest, silence & regeneration, dreams, death & rebirth, the wisdom of hibernation and emergence.
This is the theme of our Circle this Sunday in Pirongia...in 'Banked Embers & Bear Medicine' we explore with Bear ~ Winter's hidden work, emergence, myth & symbol ~ & celebrate the time of Imbolc.
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Art by Dee Mulrooney