Now we arrive at the day before Winter Solstice. It marks the ancient celebration of Mother Night. Make way for the Dark Goddess, who holds us at our beginnings and our endings. Welcome the gift of quiet pause preceding the Yuletide birth.
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Now we arrive at the day before Winter Solstice. It marks the ancient celebration of Mother Night. Make way for the Dark Goddess, who holds us at our beginnings and our endings. Welcome the gift of quiet pause preceding the Yuletide birth.
In view of the noise, the divisions among us, the ceaseless rancor, and escalating attacks on our principles, we need this ancient time out.
Tonight, those who are counting down only to Christmas, as well as all who are counting down to Solstice now join together. United at last, from every continent around the globe, we are simultaneously all in the eternal Circle, in our own liminal moment, as evening sweeps across the Earth.
Although there are many reasons for our hearts to be heavy, let us trust the timing of Nature! Imbolc is our holy time of healing, hope, and renewal. The curtain rises on a bright new year, and the changing of the age. Come celebrate with me.
Rejoice, for the magical gifts of Winter Solstice are here! Probably the oldest known sacred celebration on Earth, we’re still going strong. So join with us in merry measure, and visit my blog for lore and Yuletide treasure.
Even If you’ve struggled to observe the Halcyon Days’ pause and quiet, this night is a gift for us. Turn off the screens for just a little, find your way to stillness, and heed the counsel of the Great Dark Mother.
Is the hectic, too-bright-and-shiny, consumer-frenzied holiday noise getting under your skin? Are you, like me, still reeling from the disastrous U.S. election? Join me as we step into a magical Time Out of Time called the Halcyon Days. Learn more…
Today is the final candle lighting if you’ve not yet done it. Advent is over, the promise is kept, the birth has come. Peace and joy to all.
For our friends counting down to Christmas with their candles, here is the info for the last two. Also included today is my annual magical money tale.
We are facing some of the darkest times ever seen. But we’ve made a global, holy circle that cannot be broken. Rejoice! The Child of Promise is born.
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