Good afternnon. I've been pretty much under the weather today. I came down with my son's cold on Tuesday and took the day off. Then yesterdy I felt somewhat better so I went to work, then last night this darned cold hit me like a ton of bricks...the coughing and the feeling that your nose is completely blocked off. So, here I am...at home again. Guess I should have taken that extra day to recuperate. And, I don't take well to feeling sick. Oh, I continue to do all my chores and all, but I just feel much like the picture. Guess it is because I really don't get sick that often. For someone like me who works with the public...and especially the public that I work with...two colds a year is pretty darned good. My last cold was late June of 2009 and was actually my stepping stone to quitting smoking on July 4th, my "Independence Day." I've notice that now, no matter how miserable I may be feeling, it is nothing like the colds I had when I was smoking. Always went straight to the chest. Took me weeks on end to get rid of them.
At least I should be rid of this cold by the time Imbolc rolls around...not that I do anything really big. Usually I do a small ritual at my altar to welcome Brigit and invoke her blessing on what I hope to give birth to in the coming year. Then, I move the ritual outdoors to my backyard where I pour milk into the ground to thank the Earth for the bounty She has given me. Because it is still frigid outdoors, I am usually able to perform my ritual without feeling self-conscious. On both sides of my house are the homes of Hasidic Jews, and in the warmer months they are usually outdoors until quite late. I just don't feel comfortable out there with them watching me perform a ritual.
Later I light candles throughout the house and prepare my special Imbolc meal, and because rich and creamy egg dishes are an old mainstay of the feasts of old, I prepare a very rich egg and cheese pie, salad with baby lettuce. I used to make my own bannock bread but no longer have the time.
By the way, don't know if any of you noticed, but I started another blog. Yes, I know. How am I going to handle it? Actually, I don't even know where it came from...I was just sitting in the living room watching television and an overwhelming urge came over me to do a blog on Angels. Probably the impetuousness of my Aries sun, but whatever it was, I couldn't talk myself out of it, and before I knew it, it was created. I'm hoping it will become more about Celtic Angels and pagan lines. Anam Cara: An Angel to Watch Over You
So, now you know how my day is going. How is your day?