by Kasha Rosa Oh, these threshold times… Imbolc, every year, carries significance for me and my soul. It holds me through a time of shifting foundations in my heart and in my life. It signals an entrance into a kind of birth canal, welcoming me to make space for all there is to feel as the contractions intensify in moments and soften in others. There is usually some doorway to grief alive for me at this time of year. Lately, it has been the loss of a meaningful relationship i