No is a complete sentence

Solstice Reflections

Winter SolsticeSolstice reflections. Every pause along the turning of the wheel is an opportunity for introspection, but the winter solstice invites us to go deeper within and let the past year float through our minds and hearts while setting our sights on the upcoming one.

Solstice is the longest night where we face our fears and the solitary existence we lead. No matter who you surround yourself with or how distracted you make your life, the darkest night is a reminder that we face our battles alone. Hide all you want, but the dark is right there, lingering just on the edge of the corners of your soul.

And that is okay. It’s how things are supposed to be. For in these darkest nights we learn who we are. We seek out real and honest connections. We hold onto what matters most, in raw moments when we look within, we face what haunts us most. Those shadows. Those are quiet moments where bravado and lies don’t work. The mirror highlights the shadows we have so desperately wanted to cover up and conceal. Denied their existence.

Solstice asks us only to look and reflect upon those dark places, not to take on the despair and depression that can accompany them. They are opportunities for growth and change, for our intentions to brighten and solidify. We are not bound to embrace the shadows or carry that burden. Merely to acknowledge that it exists, and validate that it lives within.

We find our breath in these moments of pause, in these reflections, in these times of uncertainty. Grasping for light shows us that if we hold on, if we keep reaching, if we keep striving, that we will find the illumination we seek.

Then we light the flame anew and restore the balance between dark and light.

No is a complete sentence

A Yule Blessing and Solstice Wish

in the woods

In a shadowed time as the dark seeps in
May the flame find its spark
As the days are short and fleeting
May the inner compass guide true
When the cold permeates the stillness
May the flame find its spark
If the soul is worn and heart-weary
May the comfort of friends ease the hurt
To find the way through winter’s chill
Gather heart and light and warmth within

Amy Dionne, 2015

No is a complete sentence

Yule Conversation

yule altarI come to the goddess imperfect,
Wounded, dragging baggage behind,
Tears leaving streaks,
Through dirt on my face.
Heart weighted with black memories,
Options lost,
Connections ignored,
Heart weary,
Sorrow filled soul.

The goddess does not acknowledge,
Does not ask about the journey,
Does not ask about the open wounds,
Or the scarce healed scars.

She speaks with ancient knowledge –
I do not ask
I’ve felt each lash endured, self inflicted or not.
She gazes upon me, resplendent, whole,
Answers my unasked questions.

Daughter, while I felt your pain,
I did not let it linger
I felt each hurt and honored it.
Each a chance to grow.
Scars mold who you are
Learning molds who you become.
Know the past, but
You are not there.

What will you do now that you’ve arrived?
Your journey led you here
To the well of renewal.
Do not walk that path again
For recognition,
Walk beside me now.
We shall go forth healed,
The present will lead you forward.

Walk with me.
And I do.

Amy Dionne, December 2014