A Winter Solstice Prayer

Once shattered.

For a time stunned.

As usual, by default, survival techniques, immediately looking for a new path, unable for a while to just stop, pause, let the darkness cocoon you, hold you, nourish and take you to your shadows. Unafraid, accepting. See. Embrace.Then breathe, let those doors close behind you.

Courage to unweave. Undo. Unravel.

Let go. Of every muscle memory. Identity.

Become Unknown.

An eclipsed chrysalis.

Remade.

Scarred but not damaged.

Woven anew to a truer becoming.

Risen from ashes of those Fires that burn away, but purify.

Knowing stronger.

Less afraid.

Shining from within.

Healthier, healed, hopeful.

Acknowledging there is still Life here.

What to do with it?

Manifesting joy.

Liberated. Choosing freely.

A Solstice obligation. Knowing those portals open in alignment, opposing forces of choice. Inspired. Listening to the wisdom they offer.

A gaze back. Seeing yourself being seen. A sensation so far beyond an intellectual interpretation.

Union forms in so many beautiful ways. Love shines through everywhere and makes everything possible.

Those threads weave in eternity and knows no limit or end.

When you have the wisdom to catch one, you know how to weave forever.

This is a prayer for Solstice.

It's about to become the darkest yet.

And then it halts.

Stands still.

In that sacred moment you cast your innermost wishes into the Dark. In the Earth's most fertile moment. And then the Light comes.

Slowly, slowly, second by second, day by day. It stretches across the vault and brings the Day back to us.

By the time we feel the warmth of the Sun on our faces, our seeds will have grown.

Catch your rays, your threads of liquid eternity and weave.