Honoring the Turning of the Wheel: Sabbats, Edain McCoy, Ostara

🌿 Ostara: When the Earth Tips Toward the Sun

There is a moment each year when the world holds its breath.

Light and dark sit equal at the table.
Cold loosens its grip.
Roots remember how to reach.

Ostara is not spring in full bloom.
It is spring becoming.

This is the hinge of the Wheel.
The threshold where life returns with quiet courage.

Not rushing.
Not forcing.
Simply rising.

Our ancestors marked this turning not with spectacle, but with symbols that spoke the language of nature itself: eggs, seeds, green shoots, dance, song, fire, and balance restored.

Life awakening inside life.

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🥚 The Egg: A Living Prayer for Renewal

Across traditions, the egg appears again and again at Ostara.

Not as decoration.
As declaration.

An egg holds everything needed for new life.
Shell as protection.
Yolk as nourishment.
Seed of becoming sealed inside.

To dye, bless, plant, bury, gift, or keep an egg on the altar was to say:

Life is returning.
The land is fertile again.
Hope is no longer hidden.

Even the colors carried meaning:

Green for growth and earth.
Yellow for creativity and solar warmth.
Blue for healing and renewal.
Red for vitality and life force.
White for purification and beginnings.

Each egg became a small spell of intention.
Each one a promise planted in the season.

If you’re celebrating quietly this year, I’ve shared a simple solitary Ostara ritual you can walk through at your own pace here:
👉 [Ostara Solitary Ritual: Planting Light and Intention]

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🎶 The Dance of Returning Light

Ostara was never meant to be still.

Our ancestors danced.

In circles.
In laughter.
In rhythm that mirrored sap rising in the trees and blood warming in the body.

Music like old jigs and spring tunes carried the energy of movement, joy, fertility, and life restored.

Not perfection.
Participation.

Because growth is motion.
Because healing is motion.
Because life does not return quietly. It returns with momentum.

To dance at Ostara is to tell your body:
We are waking up.

If you’re gathering with others, I’ve also shared a group Ostara ritual centered on renewal, movement, light returning, and shared intention here:
👉 [Ostara Group Ritual: Dancing the Light Back Into the World]

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🌱 Walking Through Darkness Into Light

Many old rituals of this season mirrored the journey of the land itself.

Moving through shadow.
Through cold.
Through the remembered stillness of winter.

And then stepping back into firelight.
Into warmth.
Into renewal.

Because every spring follows a winter.

Because rebirth only comes after rest, decay, and letting go.

Ostara teaches us this truth gently:

You are not behind.
You were in season.

Now you rise.

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🌼 A Simple Ostara Practice (Rooted and Real)

You don’t need a coven.
You don’t need tools.

You need presence.

Try this:

• Hold a seed, nut, or egg in your hands
• Name what you are ready to grow this spring
• Whisper it into the earth
• Plant it, or place it on your altar
• Water it with intention

Say:

“As the light returns, so do I.
What I nurture will rise.”

Then tend it through the season.
Let growth teach you patience.

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🌞 What Ostara Asks of Us

Not hustle.
Not instant bloom.

Ostara asks:

Where am I waking up?
What needs steady care?
What am I ready to bring into the light?
What balance am I restoring in my life?

Spring does not rush.

It unfolds.

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🌿 Closing Blessing

May your roots deepen.
May your body remember joy.
May your hopes find sunlight.
May what you plant now sustain you through the year ahead.

The Wheel turns.
The light returns.
And so do you.