Even though I had to work during the Winter Solstice, I made the most of it by greeting the sun from my darkened office. I put on “Here Comes the Sun” and sang along. It was an offering and a devotional. When the song ended, I stood in quiet contemplation at the blue sky streaked with yellow and blush. Later, I poured wine, gave bread, lit candles, and had a lovely feast with my family before opening gifts.
Today, I once more thought of the sun as I rose for work. Today, he was hiding behind gray clouds. I was reluctant to go in since it was snowing a lot and the roads were dangerous. When I reached work, I was distracted by prayers of gratitude for making it in safely.
In keeping with our 12 Days of Solstice, we’re honoring the Nature Spirits today at my home. It’s hard to ignore the beings of the season when they’re literally smacking you in the face and piling up in front of your home. The spirits simultaneously threaten our lives with ice and kiss our cheeks with cold. Now that I’m home safe and off the roads, I look forward to taking a walk in the woods later. There’s something calming about the frosted, still trees in such weather.
When I returned home yesterday, I saw a deer at the entrance of the trail. She was eating a pumpkin left there. I immediately knew where I would later make offerings to An Cailleach. This morning, I left my home to hear the call of an owl before I headed out into her storm. The Winter Crone is definitely all around us. She is on my mind quite a bit this time of year. She calls, as she does each wintertime, demanding my attention. She teaches humility.