Dear, Relaxed and Rejuvenating Children of the Earth,
Winter Solstice is here! The longest night/the shortest day. This Holy Day is one of four turning points on the Great Wheel of the Year. As the Sun moves into the astrological sign of Capricorn, Winter begins. The Solstices and Equinoxes mark the beginning of our Seasons. (Just as Summer Solstice begins Summer, the Vernal and Autumnal Equinoxes usher in Spring and Fall)
These times of transition from the old to the new have been acknowledged and celebrated as long as there have been humans on Earth. People have always made these times Sacred Time: Time out of the ordinary when we direct our attention to the Mystery within which we all live.
Winter Solstice is a time of Faith that we are held by something larger than ourselves. We are asked to trust that the Sun will return, not because the day is suddenly radiant with light but because we see the first tiny, nearly imperceptible strengthening of the light.
It's so easy to miss the beginning of change. It's so easy to insist that what we fear is all there is. It's so easy to believe "It's not the way I wanted it! It's not the way I thought it would be! I need to fix this!!"
So how do we begin to bring about the change we want to create. How do we step into a new cycle?
Worry or Anger won't solve any of it. Start with connecting with you Self by letting Mother Nature show you how.
If we take the time to come out of our daily stressful worries to connect with our bodies and the natural world we live in; if we take the time to observe the true connections we have to every tree, every rock, every body of water, and all those stars...Mother Nature will speak to us. We can begin to sense the lessons She's showing us: stop fighting...slow down...allow.
No matter how much pressure you're feeling right now, go outside and breathe.
May we all enjoy our right to breathe.
by Sheenagh Pugh
Sometimes things don't go, after all,
from bad to worse. Some years, muscadel
faces down frost; green thrives; the crops don't fail,
sometimes a man aims high, and all goes well.
A people sometimes will step back from war;
elect an honest man; decide they care
enough, that they can't leave some stranger poor.
Some men become what they were born for.
Sometimes our best efforts do not go
amiss; sometimes we do as we meant to.
The sun will sometimes melt a field of sorrow
that seemed hard frozen: may it happen for you.
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