RITUAL REFLECTION: SUPER SNOW MOON + IMBOLC

Last night- something rare happened: the pagan festival of Imbolc converges with a powerful Full Snow Moon in Leo on February 1st.

Imbolc marks the midpoint between the Winter Solstice and Spring Equinox- a Celtic cross-quarter day steeped in renewal, purification, and the return of light. It's a time to honour Brigid, goddess and saint, and to recognize the stirrings of life beneath the snow.

Traditions include lighting candles, cleansing the home, preparing for spring.

The Full Snow Moon in Leo brings passionate, confident, fiery energy. It urges action and self-expression. It demands we plant seeds, symbolic or literal- for future goals while trusting the slow, internal growth occurring beneath winter's surface.

Together?

A potent blend of stillness and fire. A time for intention, action, and welcoming the returning light.

This is what I experienced.

Yesterday was like any other. I woke early, as I always do- to catch up on my business. Coffee. Candle. Laptop. Planning my vision. Guiding my path to success.

Then breakfast. Meal prep. Laundry. Time with my family.

But in the afternoon, something pulled me.

The bench. My bench. It's been calling for weeks, but the cold has kept me away. Yesterday it was about -10°C, but milder than it's been. I felt the pull. I answered it.

My husband has heaters in the garage for me. We got it to 5°C; not ideal, but manageable in three layers of clothes. Everything was frozen. My tools. My materials. My mind.

I was frustrated. I hadn't been able to get things done the way I planned. I was irritated. But hopeful.

I put on my apron, my safety gear, turned everything on. Everything was still frozen.

I sat at my bench and froze.

I didn't remember what I planned. I didn't remember where I was the last time I was there.

I was lost in my own sacred space.

That's when I realized: I wasn't grounded.

I prefer to ground myself in privacy. Some of you have asked me to show this practice, but for today, I'll explain it instead.

I stopped. I listened. I connected with the earth.

My garage doesn't have a finished floors- it's made of cement tiles placed directly onto the earth. So I sat down on my chair, making sure both of my feet were grounded against that earth. I lit my candle. And I listened.

The birds. The wind. The crunch of cold snow beneath the eaves. The smell of the cold air. The drips from the window sill where the snow was melting.

As I listened, I tuned in to myself and my guides. I reminded myself: Today is a day of luck. I will learn and create today.

I opened my eyes.

At that exact moment, the sun was beaming into the window.

I knew I was in the right space.

Last night was restless. It always is during a full moon- there's a buzz I can never quite explain. A constant talking. Too much energy. Exhausted from the long day, I finally slept.

And I dream walked.

I haven't told anyone this, but lately I've been experiencing what I can only describe as dream walking. I visit others in their sleep. I witness their dream spaces. I see what they're dreaming about. It's involuntary. I can't control it.

Last night was different.

Last night, I stayed in my own dream space.

I dreamt of work. Of my vision. In that dream, I decided what no longer serves me. I saw the goals ahead; crystalline, achievable, real.

The Super Snow Moon brought restlessness, yes. But in that restlessness came clarity.

The moon was speaking. And I was finally listening.

Imbolc + Full Snow Moon in Leo.

A time to plant seeds. A time to trust the slow growth beneath the surface. A time to honour both the stillness of winter and the fire of returning light.

This convergence showed me:

Are you listening?

What did the Super Snow Moon reveal to you?