I wanted to take a moment and wish you all a blessed Yule and happy solstice! Blessings of the Gods upon your families and homes! Sir Joshimus Rex don’t have plans, but we’re spending the day together, and that’s about the best thing I could hope for this or any holiday!
I realize I’m several hours too late for this, but I wanted to share it anyway. My poem from last year, “Twas the Night of the Solstice.” This year there were more of us together, but it passed just as tranquilly. Later this evening, Becca and I are going to have hot chocolate (though it feel like it’s warm enough for us to want cold chocolate) and do a little bit of fire (unless it keeps raining). We’re going to celebrate what is currently recognized as the end of the year before she and her bf make the trip up to see his folks for Christmas.
So Blessed Yule/Solstice, Merry Christmas, Happy Hanukka, Happy Kwanza, or whatever holiday you celebrate. May you know joy and light and good times with those you love. May you forget the petty controversies that divide us so often in our daily lives.
We’re now SpiralCharmedLife.com! Woot! We’re still being hosted by wordpress.com for now, but for my Winter Solstice/Christmas present this year, Josh got me my domain name and hosting here on wordpress. This is definitely my happy face! I’m extremely excited about this since I’ve been wanting this since I first started my blog nearly two years ago. So enjoy!
The sun set behind a cover of clouds and because of that, it seemed that the shortest day was holding on for every moment that it could. It was as if the day shared the fear of our ancient ancestors – that the longest night would never end and the sun would never be reborn. Or maybe it was just my bright imagination enriching the richness of the twilight. Continue reading
Okay, so most of my Pagan friends actually celebrated yesterday, as the 21st is usually when the solstice falls, but this year it falls on the 22nd. So, tonight the sun will go down and our apartment will go dark (no, the woods aren’t close enough that I see a red-bearded giant walking out) and I will sit and reflect before lighting a candle and leaving it burning in our window. Continue reading
‘Twas the night of the Solstice, and all through our house,
Not a light was left burning, as the sun sank down.
Our Yule log was sat, just ready to light,
As we celebrated our move through longest night. Continue reading