Two days ago was the Winter Solstice. It's telling that I'm only getting to write this now.
Many years I write a Yuletime post about now. I often talk about the darkness and the light and how we need both.
Darkness is formative. Many things come out of it. The seed in the dark of the soil becomes the plant; the fetus in the dark of the womb becomes the baby. The stars can only be seen in the dark--and candles and holiday lights pale in the daylight but shine so lovely in the dark.
It's true that darkness also brings death, destruction, and decay--but those things are often the necessary precursors to the creation of new things. And sometimes darkness brings delight. Ask lovers or little children.
I am trying to find the balance in my life--not only between darkness and light, but between doing and being, giving and having, connecting with others and connecting with myself. It's at this time of the year--what I see as a magical time between times, as the Solstice ends the old year but the New Year hasn't come. It's a time to turn inward, a time to contemplate, a time to rethink.
After many years of pursuing various Buddhist practices, I have stopped them and built a little altar in my room. At Samhain I put compost and dried leaves on it. Right now there is ivy and a pinecone, and stones and a twig and some red berries, and a ribbon-like piece of red cloth. I think it looks Yule like, although someone who saw it thought it was "Xmas decor". I am trying to take in the darkness and the light, as well as the cold and the quiet of the season.
And I wish you all much love, and light, and darkness, and delight.
Quote of the Day: “Winter is the time for comfort, for good food and warmth, for the touch
of a friendly hand and for a talk beside the fire: it is the time for
home.” - Edith Sitwell