Every year our celebration proves itself magical, evocative, intimate and quickening beyond our hopes and expectations. This is a chronicle, a window into that wonderful experiment in community and creativity we hold every year in the midst of winter's coldest nights. Click on a link below and relive the marvelous times we've had...

Candlemas 2003
Candlemas 2004
Candlemas 2005
Candlemas 2006




I am the white moon amidst the stars,
Lady of Light, and Bride of all the earth.
My flame burns bright for eternity’s hours.
I give rest, renewal, and rebirth.

I am the fulfillment of all desire,
The harvest, and the seed that’s sown.
Impenetrable depths, and unquenchable fire.
Speak my name! I am known…
…as Brigid

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Help us, Brigid of divided night
to ride the candle to the end of light,
to hunt in the glass our lurking selves,
to give our story to helping elves.

In the silver well,
in the bright moon's circuit,
give us a way
and the will to work it!