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Reflections on Winter (repost)
For a while I switched from tarot
to playing cards.
Just regular old cards.
No pretty pictures.
No Colman-Smith.
No abstract art.
No rainbow colors.
Just numbers and suit,
black and red,
blood and ash,
energy and associations.
And the associations are easy
with ordinary cards.
Spades are winter,
spades are dark.
The Queen, the twelfth card
of her suit,
a winter queen,
a waning year.
This is how you time a reading.
And I timed every reading out
to December,
to myself,
to that sharp and solitary queen.
Today is a turning point in time.
The air is cold and the wind is strong.
And air is winter.
Air is spirit
and, if you're lucky, inspiration,
new ideas and looking inward.
And I have been luckier in this regard
than in others.
Today is a new month and a new year.
The yard is a monochrome of snow
and dormant garden.
There are crows calling from the trees
loud and free and wild.
And the sky beyond the branches
isn't gray or silver
but really surprisingly blue.
Blue enough to get my attention.
Blue enough to anchor me
to this scene, this spot, this lonely season.
So I stand outside until my feet are cold
and I think that this is probably
where all the symbols point.
Not where you've been,
not where you're going
but the absolute magnitude
of where you are.
Today I know exactly
where that is.
Today is Sunday,
early January.
Today is number one of seven.
Today is number one of twelve.
And one is creation and renewal.
One is power under pressure.
One is stepping out and starting over,
and the single, shaking breath we take
before we leap.
I wrote this poem on January 1st, 2017. I was still reading cards professionally then and spent a lot of time making guesses about the future. I stopped reading later that year, and when I picked it up again I saw it differently.
Hope is a commitment we make to ourselves. There is something about the darkness this season brings, something about the way it almost overpowers the light, that helps us see just how much that light means. I believe that this is why we light yule logs and Menorahs and Christmas lights.
Because Yule is a holiday that hales from an earth-based religion, it is clearly focused on the movement of the planet and the seasons that cycle creates.
Falling on one of the four quarter points of the the Wiccan / Pagan calendar, Yule marks the Winter Solstice - the shortest day of the year.
From the Autumn Equinox (in the Northern Hemisphere) onward, the days get shorter and the nights get longer until on December 21st or 22nd, the sun rises after seven and sets as early as 4:30 in the afternoon. After that long night, the process reverses.
Viewed from this perspective, the holiday of Yule, isn't just about lighting candles in the dark. It is about the lengthening days and the barely perceptible shift from increasing darkness to increasing light.
Witches and pagans don't celebrate that shift because they think that darkness is bad or that light is in better. They celebrate it because they recognize that both light and dark serve a very important purpose.
In light we see clearly. We take action. We are filled with purpose. In darkness we rest. In darkness, undistracted, we are free to focus on what is within. And if what we see there is problematic we know that it was already there - in dark or in light.
Earth-based religions value all aspects of the yearly cycle. And it follows that, as earthly creatures in tune with the turning wheel of the year, the process of looking inward can be cyclical, too. By working with (instead of against) these inner and outer cycles, we can discover new insights and revelations. For me, this is what the holiday of Yule is really about.
This year, I began the process of evaluating the passing year in early November. As the world darkened, I spent more time inside. I used some of this time to think about strategies related to personal transformation and growth. When the solstice is still weeks away, I began to write out my plans for the year ahead, allowing myself plenty of time to reflect and redefine.
If we attune to the cycle and follow this process, lighting our holiday candles on the longest night of the year means that we know just what we're creating and what we’re releasing. In that space, poised between darkness and light, we transition from reflection to purpose, prepared to joyfully welcome the year to come.
Spring is less of a revelation this year than it has been in others. The mild winter was perhaps too kind to Pennsylvania. There was no snow to speak of. No long stretches of low temperatures.
I have always been a fan of seasons. To me, each has its own energy and winter has the energy of air. It is a time for realism and clear thought. At some point over the course of the season, I stop and take stock of things and I didn't do that this year. I'm not sure why but I suspect that in the absense of hard wind and frozen ground, I may have missed my trigger but maybe that's okay.
If winter holds the energy of introspection, spring hold that of action. And there is a fast paced decisiveness to action - a rapidly unfolding plan which makes us think upon our feet and rise above our situation. I am blogging very briefly this week, taking advantage of that amazing energy!
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When we are done cleaning, we can honor the element of air by burning incense and taking a moment to appreciate the movement of this element's revitalizing current. We may also choose to feed the creatures of the air by keeping our bird feeders stocked.
We might also consider introducing a water element into our interior space. I am considering a small aquarium but will probably settle for a simple bowl of water filled with colored stones and floating candles. We might also make an effort to keep the birdbath free of ice as much as possible so that the birds can take a drink when the weather is dry.
Additionally, we can remember the creatures of the earth by leaving food outside for the squirrels, rabbits, stray cats and other animals struggling in the cold.
For more on making the most of this incredible season please see: Embracing the Seasons: 7 Steps to a Better Winter
This is the weapon of a Jedi Knight. Not as clumsy or random as a blaster. An elegant weapon for a more civilized age. — Obi-Wan Kenobi

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