Seek a quiet space where you can feel the winter air. If possible, find bare earth or snow-covered ground. Bring a bowl of clean water and a stone or crystal. If indoors, open a window briefly to let the winter air touch your skin. Kneel or sit with your palms facing downward.

Opening | Fosgladh

Màthair na Talmhainn, tha mi air call mo shligheMother of Earth, I have lost my way

Mar gheamhradh fada dorchaLike a long dark winter

Ach tha mi a' tilleadh dhachaighBut I am returning home

Mar a thilleas an t-earrachAs spring returns

Take three deep breaths, acknowledging the winter air in your lungs. Feel the season of rest and renewal surrounding you. Touch the earth or snow beneath you with reverence.

Body | Corp

Tha mi ag iarraidh maitheanaisI seek forgiveness

Airson mo dhearmadFor my negligence

Airson mo dhìochuimhneFor my forgetfulness

Airson mo ghòraicheFor my foolishness

Place your hands in the bowl of water. Feel its sacred presence. Let it remind you of the tears of the Earth Mother, of cleansing rain and purifying snow.

Teagaisg dhomh às ùrTeach me anew

Mar a theagaisgeas màthair a leanabhAs a mother teaches her child

Le foighidinn, le gràdhWith patience, with love

Le tuigse dhomhainnWith deep understanding

Hold the stone or crystal in your wet hands. Feel its ancient presence, its connection to the Earth Mother's heart. Let its wisdom flow into you.

Closing | Dùnadh

Tha mi a' gealltainn atharrachadhI promise change

Mar a dh'atharraicheas na ràitheanAs the seasons change

Tha mi a' gealltainn èisteachdI promise to listen

Mar a dh'èisteas an talamh ri gach ceumAs the earth listens to each step

Feel the weight of your promises. Let them sink into the earth like seeds waiting for spring.

Afterthought

What wounds have I caused in my relationship with the Earth Mother? How can I begin healing them with the same patience she shows as she transitions from winter to spring?

Remember: The Earth Mother's capacity for forgiveness is as endless as her seasons. Like the snow that covers and purifies all it touches, her love remains constant and healing, waiting for our return to her wisdom.

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