Stubby Boardman (rock_and_roll) wrote in rewritenet, @ 2020-12-21 01:29:00 |
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Today marks one of my favorite days of the year. It also happens to be the shortest.
For many cultures around the world, the Winter Solstice is a very spiritual day full of sacred rituals that celebrate a powerful transition point between seasons. Since ancient times, civilizations, indigenous cultures, and various religions, all have their own rituals for taking advantage of this unique energy.
The Winter Solstice celebrates the longest hours of darkness, regeneration, renewal and self-reflection. It is believed by those who follow the old gods, that on this day, the moon gave birth to the sun.
I don't know about you, but in the all the chaos leading up to Christmas, I look forward to this day annually. For my family, it is a time to celebrate with friends, feasting and drinking, singing, reading poems, appreciating nature, all while gathering around the hearth-fire. With the recent attacks throughout our communities and the Ministry's curfews curtailing gatherings this year, my mother and I plan to spend today in solitary reflection. The solstice is already tied to a personal awakening, so I plan to light a candle, embrace the darkness, and consider deeply: about myself, my past, and my hopes and offerings for our devastated communities.
Before I put down this journal, however, and retreat into meditation, I wish to gift to you the following song. This collaboration with my mother and several close friends more like family members, captures the essence of what I believe we owe to our fellow persons. And it is our gift at the holidays, to you.
Even in the darkness, there is light. For one cannot exist without the other.
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Stubby Boardman