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I admit to staying  up many a midnight hour looking at the ancestors who lived before me! What an interesting bunch of people they were!

This is probably why my ancestors are such interesting people!

Today's quote:

I think that I shall never see / A poem lovely as a tree. 

-(Alfred) Joyce Kilmer, journalist and poet (1886-1918) 

A special gift of this season, one I attribute to Solstice, Jethro Tull sings Ring Out These Bells.

Winter Solstice is tomorrow

Christmas is 5 days away.

While this didn't get added to the Signs2 meme, it is there in spirit.

I'm traveling south today and tomorrow, at 70 mph and stops for my 81 year old body's needs, it is a 9.5 hour trip that I'll easily need 2 days of driving to accomplish. I'm being careful, following the law, and hoping that everyone is also who's on the highways this week with me.

I do hope I can find a room at the inn tonight, I'm not very good sleeping in the car...what's that, you have barn room at half price? Mmmm, maybe. Depends on the animals. I cuddle with selective little animals, preferably cats.

A very happy yule to you!!

 Today is winter solstice. Here in eastern US it occurs when the earth starts tilting back the other direction toward the sun at 4:48 pm EST.

I always love standing still, feeling gravity and all it's power, and thinking the earth keeps on turning, but somehow it stops its tilt like a top and turns the other way. There's a moment with tilt stop. That seems so incredible to my scientific mind.

But also my emotional intuitive self is dancing for the joy of less darkness and more light, which is of course the main feature of the earth leaning more southerly from it's north pole. 

And so all these winter festivals also celebrate the returning of the light! In many manifestaions. Son and sun. Burning the yule log, and composting the leavings from our own dinners (no that's not a fesitval - yet)

Today's quote:

​The year finally turns

Pirouetting en pointe

The dancer meets the dance

And we are renewed

Halloed hollow

We will hold a space

A dark space

An empty place

Cupped between hands

Hidden between breaths

Lost between heartbeats

Harroed from soul-falls

We will hold a space

For the coming of the light

We breathe in

The moment has come

To hold our breath within our heart

Silence

While the light becomes so still

We can hear the tiny cracks as dawn breaks

This moment the light has travelled far

And pauses breathless

Before starting that slow return

The moment passes, as always

And we breathe out

Giving thanks to the sweet sacred dark

Welcoming the light

I'm sorry, when I cut/pasted this, the author's name was lost. If you know who wrote it, please let me know.