winter solstice

These past two years I've backed away from rituals and goal setting for obvious reasons, and am tentatively opening up to these practices again.

This morning I wrote down eight things I'm ready to let go of and eight things I wish to invite in. I burnt the first pile in the garden, watching as each piece of paper became a fragile shadow of itself.  The second pile I carried to a favourite sycamore tree in Scarthin wood. I told the tree my intentions one by one, carefully folding each piece of paper and placing it within the tree trunk for safe keeping. 

The tree can shelter my intentions and let them breathe within the wood. Lets see what 2022 brings.

goodbye 2020

I love how the sun and camera lens create red ovals within this image. One is inviting us to walk the path into it... or will Glinda The Good Witch step from the bubble? We could all use some glittering pink dress Glinda energy.

Usually at Winter Solstice I take great pleasure in making a walking ritual, where I think about all I'd like to shake off and leave behind and all I intent to nourish and invite in for the coming year. This Solstice if felt right not to ask for anything, to go with the flow into 2021 and embrace whatever comes along.

Last year I wrote down all that I wished to leave behind on small strips of paper, burning one by one and letting them go. I also wrote down all I wished to invite in and walked to a beloved sycamore tree, reading each word out loud before tightly folding each strip of paper and hiding them within a nook at the base of the sycamore. My intentions were for a stable home, a regular income and a rescue dog (who's name will be Mote). The global pandemic put a hold on these things, but they will come... I'm trying to count my many blessings at the close of a year that has been such a spiritual and mental test.

I'm hopeful for 2021 and send my best wishes to all 💖 

Lets keep looking out for each other 💖 

Glinda, are you there?