So here it is, the headlong rush into Christmas and at the same time the powerful undertow pulling me into quietude, the “stand still” invitation of the long night of the Solstice.
ah, the conundrum of winter in an overly commercialised culture. finding balance to honour our inner rhthyms while also honouring the celebratory nature of this time of year is an annual practice. it is one i have found increasingly easy...i listen to the inner much more each year and mark the turn of the wheel as a day in the on-going journey, the ever-repeating cycle around the sun. blessing to all as we move from the fecund dark to the increasing light.
ah, the conundrum of winter in an overly commercialised culture. finding balance to honour our inner rhthyms while also honouring the celebratory nature of this time of year is an annual practice. it is one i have found increasingly easy...i listen to the inner much more each year and mark the turn of the wheel as a day in the on-going journey, the ever-repeating cycle around the sun. blessing to all as we move from the fecund dark to the increasing light.