Imbolc arrives when the Sun reaches 15° Aquarius—the midpoint of winter, when the first subtle quickening begins beneath frozen ground. The ewes begin to lactate, the earliest bulbs push toward light not yet visible. This is the gateway of faith in what cannot yet be seen.

This cross-quarter day honors the liminal space between dormancy and emergence. The work here is internal: tending the vision, keeping the flame alive when external evidence is scarce. Imbolc asks you to trust the stirring. What's awakening in you, even if it has no name yet?