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Imbolc Song

by S. J. Tucker

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Imbolc, or Imbolg, or Candlemas, on or around Feb 1st or 2nd, is the witchy counterpart of Groundhog Day. Irish goddess Brighid is wrapped up in Imbolc, and lots of folks think of it as her holiday. She's a fire goddess, a hearth goddess, and is also considered the patroness of bards, smiths, and poets- I like her for all of these reasons. She's still celebrated as a goddess in Ireland (and elsewhere), right alongside Saint Brigid, in early February. Friends of mine who've visited Brigid's Well in Ireland, where Imbolc involves an amazing candlelit procession, tell me that the nuns there laugh about the separation of goddess and saint where Brighid is concerned- they say she's the same, however you classify her. Maman Brigitte, of Haitian Vodou, is partner to Baron Samedi, loves pepper spiced rum, and is said to be the only known Lwa with pale skin and red hair. She came to the Lwa pantheon in the Caribbean via transported Irish and Scottish indentured workers. Brighid crosses cultures and pantheons, which makes her a great figure to look to where cultural sensitivity is concerned, and how we can step that up (both as individuals and as a spiritual community) as we walk our path "with both eyes open".

Imbolc is a holiday for celebrating new beginnings and is even observed as the true start of spring.

Milk is a traditional offering at Imbolc, hence my lyric, "pour the milk upon the ground."



Round 1:
Just around the corner,
nobody knows.

Round 2:
Witches, trust your intuition
You never know what will come
If you believe in divination,
follow the signs straightaway home
Pour the milk upon the ground
Hail the winter winding down
Walk your path with both eyes open

Round 3:
Blessings of now, and future and past
on every little spell you cast.

Round 4:
Pour the milk upon the ground.
Hail the winter winding down.

Round 5, offset from round 1:
Nobody knows.
Nobody knows.


released February 2, 2018
All vocals, mix, this recording, and images by S. J. Tucker


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S. J. Tucker Perry, Arkansas

“Without our songs and stories, we are nothing.” S. J. Tucker has been captain of her own music career since 2004, when she left the workaday world behind to sing songs and change lives. Tucker is the voice of lore at the campfire and the sharp laughter of modern myth. With one hand anchored in her art and the other held out to us, she is songs and stories, community and wit. ... more


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