A Lovely Ostara
Last night my household held its Ostara rite. It was a small affair, just the immediate household but it was lovely. Hrethe’s winds were dancing and roaring around us, Mani’s sugar moon hung bright in the sky, luminous and lovely, and as we went to the four corners of the land, making offerings, reciting the Acerbot charm, and praying to our Gods, there was a palpable sense of wholeness and wellbeing infusing the house and property.
I have always tended to prefer the sacred days of autumn and winter – Odin’s presence is so much more palpable then—but I will admit, Ostara holds a special place in my heart. There’s something so joyous about this celebration, and it really taps into the momentum of the land itself, being coaxed into wakening life by the Goddesses of Spring.
So what did you all do for this holy tide? I would love to hear about everyone’s practices.