Happy Beltaine to all my pagan friends! Are y’all having a good day? Mine? Meh. I set up my altar, went to pour my libation…
As you know, I’ve said it before, I have an odd way of thinking about the holidays, especially since so many of the traditional 8 Sabbats (or 4, if you follow the Insular Celtic festival calendar which for the laymen here is the four major sabbats–Imbolc, Beltaine, Lughnasadh and Samhain) sort of blur in my neck of the woods. Anyway, the Irish considered May 1st the first day of early summer, or a second spring, and lit bonfires in honor of the strengthening sun. Well, *gasp* here in good ole south Florida, we’re already sweltering. Our summer usual consists of two things: Heat and rain. Thought you could get away from it because it’s only May 1st?
Nope! The gods had other plans. It’s been raining like the dickens the last 24 hours. And I earlier saw a poor little frog hopping across my back yard in search of…well I assume he was in search of shelter, poor thing!
I suppose if one were to believe the Old Wives Tales about rain on wedding days (love being the other theme of Beltaine) this might be a bad sign, but you know, I was married the day after a major deluge in my hometown (and yes, it rained that night too) and hubs and I have been going strong for 20 years. 🙂 So, rain’s not always a bad thing, just so long as it doesn’t cave in a roof or knock down a tree limb. Or, you know, flood the backyard.
So, to those, my friends, celebrating early summer, blessed be! May you all have a soft, productive spring. Me? I’m going to go hunker down and hope my backyard survives this “flood”! 😉