Rituals of Remembrance: How the Wildish Woman Moves Through the Seasons

Ritual doesn’t require candles, incantations, or elaborate altar setups.

Ritual is how you walk barefoot into the morning dew.
How you braid your daughter’s hair on Imbolc, whispering blessings under your breath.
How you press your palm to your womb on the Full Moon and say: I remember.

For the Wildish Woman, ritual is not performance. It’s presence.

We follow the seasons because the Earth knows something we’ve forgotten:
That there is a time to rise, a time to rest, a time to burn, and a time to become soil again.
The eight Sabbats are not just festivals—they are thresholds. Invitations to shift our inner world in harmony with the outer one.

Here’s how to work with them—not perfectly, but intuitively. Not as rules, but as rhythms.

🕯️ Begin with Listening

You don’t need a book or a set of instructions to honor the Sabbats.
Start by asking: How do I feel as this season changes? What is rising in me? What is falling away?

Let your body be the guide.

If Beltane comes and you feel tired instead of turned on, trust that.
If Mabon comes and you feel called to clean out your house instead of write poetry—trust that too.
The Wildish Way isn’t about doing things the “right” way. It’s about being in rhythm with yourself.

🌿 Weave the Sacred Into the Simple

A seasonal ritual doesn’t have to be big to be holy.

• Light a candle at sunset and whisper what you’re releasing.
• Make a meal with seasonal ingredients and eat it slowly, with reverence.
• Take a walk alone and ask the Earth one question. Listen for the answer in the wind.
• Write a letter to your future self at Imbolc and burn it at Samhain.
• Plant something on Ostara—an herb, a hope, a spell. Water it all summer.

Ritual isn’t about what it looks like.
It’s about what it feels like.

🔥 Mark the Sabbats With Meaning

Here are a few intuitive ways to honor the Sabbats in your own wildish way:

• Samhain: Set a place at the table for your ancestors. Journal about what you’re ready to bury.
• Yule: Keep a light burning through the longest night. Breathe deeply. Rest often.
• Imbolc: Clean something, clear something, bless something. Ask: what light is returning in me?
• Ostara: Stretch. Breathe. Choose one new thing to say yes to.
• Beltane: Dance. Touch your skin like it’s sacred. Light a fire—even a tiny one.
• Litha: Speak boldly. Create something. Celebrate your visibility.
• Lughnasadh: Bake something with your hands. Offer a piece to the land.
• Mabon: Take inventory—what’s enough? What’s too much? What needs letting go?

🌕 You Are the Ritual

You don’t need anyone’s permission.
You don’t need a spellbook or a teacher or a title.

You are already sacred.
You are already in tune.
You are already the fire, the seed, the offering, the altar.

So let the Sabbats mark your year.
Let your life become the ritual.