These are some of those I watch, enjoy their work:
Yesterday I read a friend's journal & in it he told of the death of his father-in-law & how he was feeling. It made me look at what I'm doing, where I'm going or even, where am I going? There I was, wanting to help but finding myself lacking when Yule came to the fore. Of Course!!! Yule was not just a festival of merryment, it was also one of contemplation. Yule, the Day of the Young Light, & Its 12 days, one for each month of the Past Year.
Yule Day is seen as rebirth of not only the
but of humans, the next 12 days were spent in mulling over each & every month, a month a day, to clear out what wasn't needed anymore so as to make way for what Life has to offer in the next Turning of the
Time was found, to be quiet & to reflected on the month in hand, facing one's wrongs & rights, acknowledging both sides & letting go of both. Just as you spring-clean your home, so it seems good to spring-clean or it should be winter-clean, your mind. The Ancients did have many things that we have lost, sadly.
Throughout the day, find the odd few minutes for a bit of P&Q, each time looking at the month of the day. When you get to 12th Night, raise a glass to the year gone & be glad for what you have achieved. Be thankfull that you did not take part in the full ritual of Yule.
Sacrifice. Always there's a Sacrifice, of one sort or another. In this case, it's a drink that has been buried for 7yrs, ice-distilled Mead, in which Yew, Mistletoe & Juniper Berries along with a few more Sacred Plants, have been pickling. The drink is a very special one, you can live or die, it's up to you. Those who drink know the score, they all have visions, some spirit journey, others find themselves healing, those that die in the body, do so knowing they will return just as the
does. Life is freely given. The ones who came through 12th. Night, go back to their villages wiser people. There to help keep the year turning, looking after the health of the village & its people, the fields, woods & forests with their wildlife. Some traveled the land, healing & weaving as they went about the countryside.
Where are those people now, when the Earth is in need? They are amongst us, quietly getting on with their work.
I've put this down in the moment, so if it rambles, there you go
May the coming year bring you all, that which you most need.