A blessed Winter Solstice to my readers! The sun is reborn and we rejoice in the lengthening days!
Yesterday was a hard day for us because of Potion’s passing. But we persevered and, after a long day of work, delved into preparations for today. There were gifts to finish, floors to clean, and evergreens to be collected. Although an ice storm was on the way, and the ground was already starting to freeze, Potion’s death made me want to take a walk in the woods even more. As I told my father, who offered to come with me, sometimes I like to go alone. Getting away from other people and spending some silent time with the trees can be very meditative. It also allowed me to get in touch with my spirit guide. The snow was crusted over and hard, but I followed the deer tracks in and around the woods. I made offerings to my spirit guide and the local Nature kin. I collected the evergreens from the ground, considering them gifts from the deer who pull the branches down to feed. I have no need to cut from the actual trees.
I added the greenery to my altar and over my hutch where my Yule goat and wooden sun hang out. In the future, when I have more time, energy, and Bee is old enough to help, I would love to gather enough to make big garlands to drape over the dining room window and along the stairway.
Following Three Crane Grove’s Twelve Days of Yule, yesterday was for remembering mothers. I put some special mementos and photos on my altar to pay homage to my ancestral mothers and the spirit of motherhood. I also took some me-time and had a warm, relaxing shower. Offerings were poured and words were said.
I was very excited to stay up and keep vigil for the sun, but between the emotional exhaustion, all the prep for today, and general infant care, I found myself increasingly exhausted. I went to bed but set an alarm and was able to greet the sun in my own way – singing “Here Comes the Sun” by George Harrison with Bee grinning ear to ear! This was followed by some more napping, a breakfast of waffles, our gift exchange, watching “Love Actually,” and our Winter Solstice feast! My wonderful husband, who is an amazing baker, made me a pecan pie as a gift. I made a spinach and mushroom quiche. Not pictured are the roasted potatoes I made or the salad my father put together!
Now we’re relaxing and hoping not to lose power from the big ice storm. It gives me a lot of extra time to finish crafting gifts for family. Speaking of that, if you’re looking for some last minute gift ideas or activities to do with little ones, take a peek at these great suggestions: