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I hope all are well here. I'm snowbound. For those who don't know - Ireland is going through a bit of a cold spell this week. We had enough snow to be extremely problematic on Sunday/ Monday. That has now frozen over and we're due temps of -8C tonight. (17F for those not used to Celsius!) So, I'm stuck in the house and working from home. This, after my keyboard stopped working over Christmas and I'm awaiting a new one to be delivered. And considering I'm at the top of a hill that is currently a sheet of ice, no post person is going to be travelling up or down that road this week!! Even the neighbours with the 4-wheel drive aren't venturing out yet. But, how and ever, life moves on. Early bird pricing is over now for the Imbolc retreat. But there are places left so you can still sign up. Now, I have been writing up my annual "privilege" inventory this morning. You can see this in detail if you are signed up to the earl access on the blog. If not, it will be published for general viewing next week. But it brought home to me that there have been times in my life when I would not have been able to take advantage of this early bird offer, because a week just would not have been enough time to gather the funds to do so. In light of this, I've decided to extend an offer, allowing either $100 or €100 off any of the payment options for those on my email list. If you use the code 100OFFEMAIL, you can get either $100 or €100 off any of the plans. Including the payment plans. That means you can sign up today for just $247 or €235. And of course it applies to the payment in full options as well. That offer is available until the spaces are full or until 21st January, depending on which comes first. In the mean time - my Christmas decorations came down this morning, with Nollag na mBan being yesterday. Next, I'm starting the major deep clean of my office/ritual space - this supports my energetical preparation for Imbolc as well and it will look amazingly clean for that Imbolc ritual mentioned above. I may just get it clean and then refuse to allow anyone set foot in it until Imbolc!! (Mostly joking there!) But it's important for me to do this. It gets the energy up and moving for the time when planting seeds is happening. It gets me in the proper frame of mind for fresh starts, refreshed activity, that sort of thing. And, to be fair, most areas of the house need a deep clean after the winter, so it's useful in many ways. OK, bit of a long one today, but apparently, being a day late, meant I had loads to tell ye! BrÃd libh Órlagh P. S. Don't forget to use your discount code on the Imbolc retreat before all the spaces are gone! Check out the links below: ​Brigid's Forge School​ ​Patreon​ ​Website​ |
I'm dedicated to helping women in particular develop their spiritual path in life. I'm focused heavily on Brigid in Ireland, although not all my followers are! I teach, speak, coach and mentor people to help them along their own individual path, based on what lore we have, but also allowing for each individual path to develop as it needs to.
You'll have received another email from me today with a link that jsut doesn't work. My apologies and I'll send out a new one tomorrow with the proper link. I've redone a few blog posts and it causes some issues with links. But... the bit about my patience being gone? That's real. It might not be covered in this week's blog post, but I will come back to it and I'd be delighted to hear from you if you're in a similar place!! BrÃd libh Órlagh Check out the links below: Brigid's Forge School...
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