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Breathe and Be Still. The Halcyon Days Are Here.

And over all, the blessed Sun,
Telling of halcyon days begun.
David Macbeth Moir (1798-1851)

As I do each year around this time, I invite you step into a magical Time Out of Time with me, called the Halcyon Days. I first learned of this practice many years ago, from my favorite holiday curator and friend, the late Waverly Fitzgerald.

And each year, similarly to our growing tradition of the Advent Solstice Wreath ceremony, more and more of you report you are making this a conscious part of your holiday traditions, too.

This is a very old tradition that begins a week or so before Winter Solstice and ends about one week after. Some prefer to begin on Christmas Eve and continue through 12th Night, or they might observe these time-out-of-time days between St. Lucy’s Day (Dec. 13) and New Year’s Day.

In these hectic, too-bright-and-shiny modern times, and maybe because of its dramatic disconnect, I think we need it more than ever. So I observe it for the 10 days before and 10 days after Winter Solstice. I like this timing because it concludes on New Year’s Eve.

In the Halcyon Days, we enter a period when we step out of our ordinary cares and the workaday world. This ancient practice calls us to pause, honor the rites of Yule, and celebrate with peace and kindness.

So for the next several weeks, that is what exactly I propose we do.

The Story of Halcyon:

Once upon a time, Alcyone (also called Halcyon) was the daughter of Aeolus, King of the Winds, and the wife of Ceyx, King of Thessaly. Alcyone and Ceyx loved each other devotedly and were never willingly apart.

Nevertheless, a time came when Ceyx decided he must make the long journey across the sea to consult the Oracle of Apollo at Delphi. When Alcyone learned what he was planning, she was overwhelmed with grief and terror, for she knew the power of the sea winds and feared his death.

Ceyx was deeply moved, but his purpose held fast. Alcyone yielded at last, and let him go alone.

Alas! As everyone knows, men should listen to their wise and loving wives, for Ceyx was shipwrecked and died the tragic death that Alcyone had feared. The Gods appeared to Alcyone in a dream in the image of the drowned Ceyx, and told her of his death. Alcyone ran to the seashore and found Ceyx’s body drifting slowly towards her.

Stricken with grief, Alcyone jumped into the sea to join him in death, but the Gods took pity on her and before she could be overcome by the waves, she was transformed into a kingfisher.

Ceyx was reborn also into a sea swallow and together, their love lives forever. To this day, they are always seen together, flying or riding the waves.

To honor their love and to prevent any others from meeting such a tragic fate at this time of year, Zeus forbade the winds to blow for seven days prior to and seven days after the Winter Solstice.

The Tritons, attendants to Triton, the son of Poseidon, were called upon to ensure that this was made so. And henceforth, every year at this time, the Mediterranean Sea is supposed to lie still and calm; no breath of wind stirring the waters.

For this is when the kingfishers brood over their nests near the waters. After the young birds are hatched, the charm is broken.

So every year, at Winter’s threshold, these days of perfect peace are meant to come, and they are named after Alcyone, or, more commonly, “Halcyon Days.”


So starting now, my friends, let us bid welcome to the Halcyon Days.

At our next lighting of our candles during this threshold time, be aware of the heightened power that now comes upon us. Especially since tonight’s 3rd candle may represent the Element of Water in your practice – so apt for this story of the sea.

Let Us Be the Peace We Wish to See

Every year, I have invited my readers to do all that is in our ability, to ensure that the restless inner and outer waters become quiet, so that the new birth may come.

This year, in view of the deep divisions among our people, the ceaseless rancor that has settled over everything, and the carcinogenic attacks on our country’s fundamental principles, not seen since the American Civil War,  I think we need this time more than ever.

Because it’s all souls on deck, in these especially stormy waters.

Please join me in weaving a very special magical spell for peace and kindness in this liminal time.

Perhaps to align with this time, you may decide to take a media break. Or turn off the news, or perhaps step away from the clamor of social media — just for now.

Reducing our time in the artificiality of the digital world, except for what is necessary in order to be with our friends and family, may be helpful for you. As this pandemic has taught many of us, the time we spend in Nature is a healthier, more grounded choice than the endless loop of angst, fear, and seduction we are pushed to consume.

Maybe you’d like to join me in doing one thing — large or tiny — every day, as a random act of kindness, or to embody the peace we wish to see. On every day of this Halcyon time, let us each bestow with clear intention a special blessing to our troubled planet.

You might wish to donate to a cause or charity that is important to you. Even small acts of compassion can make a huge difference, especially as thousands die every day from covid-19, with our medical support workers dropping in their tracks; countless more people are in danger of being turned out onto the streets because they have lost their income; and almost 1 in 3 households with children in America are now food insecure.

So much suffering. But every act of generosity matters to someone.

So breathe and be still.

Replenish yourself by embracing the beautiful wisdom of Nature at this time of endarkenment. For instance, you might wish to observe one quiet hour each night with the lights and media off.

What quiets and calms you? I invite you to post and share your own ideas and activities in the Comments.

In all cases, let us pray with all our hearts, and then follow through. By the Gods, and by our own hands, may real peace come to our troubled world.

And may Love abide forever.

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  • December 13, 2020, 3:04 pm Gordon Cooper

    I hadn’t heard that Waverly had passed. I met her in the 1990’s and remember her passion, her interest in flowers and poetry. I found her website, and it is beautiful.

    Green forests and blue skies!

  • December 13, 2020, 6:21 pm Beth

    Oh, Gordon… I am so sorry that you did not know.

    It was near this time last year, and it about gutted me. But what a marvelous legacy she left for us, in a thousand ways.

    Blessings to you.

  • December 14, 2020, 9:44 am nofixedstars

    we celebrate yuletide and the 12 days of yule/xmas by starting the count on solstice eve, which used to be called mother-night (modranicht, mutternicht, or modraniht), and it goes through new year’s day that way.

    i like to keep artificial lighting to a minimum after sunset year ’round, but on solstice and xmas eve especially, we strive to use only candles in the evening. it’s tremendously magical and tranquil feeling.

    i am very happy to join in your endeavour to bring more kindness and peace to the world. we are definitely donating to the local food bank, which i have been told is very depleted. the charity kitchens have been unusually heavily attended, when they are not closed due to covid concerns, and various local groups are asking for food pantry donations as the need is higher than normal here. it may not be highly visible, but there is hunger and food insecurity at an unusual level in this community…

    may we be agents of comfort and joy to others, and find it for ourselves.

  • December 14, 2020, 12:37 pm Sandra Atkinson

    Thank you for sharing your insights, stories and wisdom. Am lighting the candles, connecting worldwide with intention and deep love. Been resting nightly with music and crocheting.
    Daily walks by the water and around my wheel nourish me. Again, thank you!
    Blessings
    Grandmother Blue Owl

  • December 15, 2020, 9:08 am Beth

    How lovely to meet a new owl sister! Thank you for your inspirations, Grandmother Blue Owl.