Out of the entire Wheel of the Year, Beltane is my favorite holiday. Followed by Samhain, but Beltane is always first. Like spring, the moment that hangs between the worlds, that moment when childhood is over but maturity did not arrive yet, fills me with wonder.
Last year, at Beltane, as I tied the knot of wishes I wished for freedom and love. I learned to be free, to say yes or no according to my soul's needs. And i learned the most important loves of all: towards myself.
And yet, as Beltane approaches, in between the plans to celebrate the holiday, there is always coming back to the girl I used to be, before I get lost again in the mother that I am. Such a short time between girl and woman! Time flies too fast, but at Beltane, for a moment, I can be the girl, the child, the virgin again. I can hold the innocence for that one second before it is lost.
This year, the innocence will be celebrated in mocking around with my girls, in remembering how it is to be a child. The laughter, the lack of worry, the joy. As it is Halloween as well, the fun of it, in between dancing around the May Pole (which I still need to make), in between jumping over the fire for fertility and blessing (I still need to work out the logistics, as we live in a unit) will be going with the kids for treat or trick. Dressed as witches.
Instead of a group celebration, Beltane this year will be spent with the people that matter to me. My children, my friends, my lover.
And my next post will be the classical story of Beltane and the Wheel of the Year.