Snow Turkey

Hello, greetings! After almost eight years it might be time to retire the stale old hello that usually pops up at this site.

Imbolc is nigh, and it is my favorite holy day in the calendar. My altar Goddess is Brighid, so She is very important to those quiet moments when I am being serious, grounded and calm. Oh yeah, and She's out and about with me the rest of the time, too, because if She waited for me to be serious, She'd never see me at all!

Today's Sermon: Save for Snow Day, or Roast on Imbolc?

Right after Thanksgiving, the local grocery store offered the leftover fresh turkeys at the unbelievable rate of $.30 a pound. I got a whopping big turkey for less than the price of those silly boneless breasts!

Home I stolled with the monster bird, and I flung it straight into the freezer. Its due date had arrived, after all.

This was maybe the Monday after Thanksgiving. So I told myself I would either roast the turkey on a snow day, or I would roast it on Imbolc if we didn't have a serious snowfall.

We haven't had a serious snowfall. We've recorded one inch, twice, and that's that. Last night it rained like the heavens above were bursting at the seams, but that was rain. Very little snow, for the second year in a row.

I'm ready to thaw out the turkey and shove it in the oven for Imbolc. We can get snow in New Jersey during February and March, but why wait around and see?

In a rare moment of seriousness, I would like to remind everyone that Queen Brighid the Bright is a bored Goddess, and if you pray to Her, She will bless you -- not necessarily with big bucks and vibrant good health, but just with a soothing presence. If you have never called upon Her, this weekend is the time to do it. We should all make Her feel empowered, consequential, and honored. Then She won't be bored, and She won't have to settle for the "St. Brigid" crap that was shoved onto Her by impatient Christian missionaries.

Maybe it's time for an interview! I'll see if the Great Goddess Brighid is available. We can talk turkey.