As we commence our journey back to the light, it is a time often referred to as ‘the quickening’. The qualities held around this time of Imbolc, traditionally holds the spark of new beginnings and a year returning. Imbolc also known as Oimelc, is the Celtic word for the festival of The White Goddess Brigid, or The Light Bringer. “She is the 'Lady of the Shores', for the shore is one of those magical in-between places that so fascinated the Celts. These in-between places such as shorelines, fords, doorways and so on, were neither one state nor the other. The shore is neither dry land, nor is it the sea, yet it is the meeting place of both. If we consider that the land represents our solid, material world, while the sea represents the Great Cosmic womb of all life, the intuitive side of our nature, we can see that the shore is a meeting place between one world and another.”
This is maybe understood better by us as the void.
As far as I know this is one of the very few times the actual recorded voice of spirit (from a channelled session) was used as a film’s narration.
After a year’s break, we are back and on track…
Thanksgiving always gives us a moment to sit in gratitude for what we have created in our lives, both good and bad, and to glimpse the bigger picture of why we created it. It’s a time of going within at this darkest time of the year, knowing that we will be emerging into the light again all too soon.
The film was conceived in early 2004. Inspired initially by the film ‘One Giant Leap’. Little did we know back then that we were embarking on a decade of filming, intermittently shooting as the opportunity arose when either speakers or Elders’ gatherings presented themselves.
Not bound by tight schedules or distributor delivery dates, we were able to follow an intuitive path, listening to and following spiritual guidance as much as possible whilst developing the story that wanted to be told.
I’ll keep this short… for those who know me, this is not my best forte! After months of hard work to get our film rough cut ready for an audience screening, Shanti Kiya and myself sat down and on a second rough cut, taking into account the feedback we received at the screenings. Having made about 350 changes, some small tweakings and some ruthless chopping, I decided to take a month out and take a rest. In this time… the FRACKERS came to town to a village near us.
As my wise crow sister pointed out to me this morning… today we are still in the thick of winter, when food stocks would traditionally have been getting low. We are sitting in the void, in that in between space. Not mid winter and not yet spring. Seeds are still germinating, full of the potential of their own blooming. The snowdrop shows us the way, as it reaches for the light, reminding us that we too will emerge soon into the sunshine. Into spring. Into the fullness of our beings once again.