Trust a former witch, the first day of Spring is not March 21.
The first day of Spring, also known as Imbolc or St. Brigid’s Day, is February 1.
Or halfway between the winter solistice and vernal equinox which means—on leap years, when February has one more day added to it—the first day of Spring is sometimes February 1.5, which rounds up to February 2.
Kind of explains Groundhogs Day, doesn’t it? Why else would we care so much about rodents and their shadows at the beginning of February unless that was a crucially pivotal time in our ancestral calendar of when things grow and give and then die.
I love the Celtic cycle of season starters: Imbolc, Beltane, Lughnasadh and Samhain. So little of our lives is dictated by nature anymore, it’s nice to have at least some connection.
None of which is what I wanted to write about. Just sort of an icebreaker, I guess.
My birthday will be happening soon. St. Patrick’s Day to be exact (another Celtic holiday).
A few days after that, Wonder Woman has her birthday. She was born on March 22, the first day of the western zodiac calendar. So she’s a New Year’s Baby.
Yes, I said I don’t adhere to astrology BUT I know a lot of people who do (including my hippie uncle who loves to draw up charts for people, whether or not they asked for it) so taking astrology into account is similar to taking into account religion or nationality or gender. What do they identify with, and how does that affect how they view themselves. That’s the accommodation I offer.
Wonder Woman, a.k.a. Diana Prince is a classic Aries woman. Passionate, strong and ready to take on The God of War in the 2017 film.
My daughter and I went to see Captain Marvel over the weekend, by the way. Perfect film to come out on March 8, International Women’s Day. Loved the story, adored the soundtrack, but it didn’t make me sob in the theater like Wonder Woman did.
I know it’s been two years, but I am still not going to ruin that spoiler for anyone.
The question I am ruminating on right now is whether or not men like strong women.
My personal history says no, that men like meek and mild. Then again, I have such a complicated evolution as a woman accepting her strength that maybe I am a superhero.
I wonder what my superpower would be. Probably “detect cat”. I could live with that.
Still, I once knew a man who wrote notes to himself which included “don’t mansplain.”
A man who can be more than just himself and his almighty manhood is my Kryptonite.
I know I am mixing my metaphors.
What I am saying is this: after all the battles and banter and ballyhoo, I am just a Greek goddess looking for her Steve Trevor. Here’s hoping I find him.