It is Beltane; the great Sabbat of fire and flowers; of love and renewal. The Goddess of Summer is Mother to us all, carrying in Her swelling womb the richness of many harvests, arriving robed in lilies, tulips and the sweet violet. In Her hair the greening ivy weaves the English daisy and sweet lavender into a crown of glory. Goddess is eternal, moving through the cycles of the year and the web of time with loving grace and a gentle promise that She is always with us and Her magic is everlasting. Many blessings to you all.