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Winter Solstice



A grove of tamarack trees that I planted years ago, feathery branches covered in snow under a blue sky

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Tamarack trees frosted in winter

Nights begin to crackle with the cold

Frost sparkles in the moonlight,

Blanket of snow magic over the earth,

The outside work is done,

The earth is resting

As I prepare for winter solstice.

And as the day approaches

I look forward to my time of hibernation

As I clean out my home, untangling my life

Getting ready for when

I slow to a stop.

Like the frogs in the ponds

Like a bear

I rest and catch up with myself

And on this day, I turned to psychic matters

The work we do as women on these days

I cleanse myself, I fast,

Take hot baths with lavender,

Drink ginger tea,

Become quiet and empty,

Breathe in fresh air mixed with starlight,

Making room for my energy to flow

And then I meet with like hearted women,

We laugh, embrace and celebrate our love,

Then protect our circle as we enter

An evening set aside for us to grow,

And in the darkness, we begin to form of web of thought,

Reaching distances,

Connecting with the others

That we know are circling likewise

To concentrate our power,

Rebalancing the energy of women,

Rest strengthening our energy,

Rekindling our culture,

Protected by this magic

Our moment on this day

To be outside of all we usually do,

Working together to end the violence.

On this night before my psychic web of peace and strength

And a return to the times when women were respected,

Opening a pathway

To times of women standing strong,

Standing, fed, and safe, and warm,

In all of our voluptuous beauty

Connected to each other, our passion free to soar,

The web growing ever stronger, humming with our desire.

As we spiral our thoughts into the darkest night

We from the North

Spread our wings to the east and west

Joining hands as we turn

Our song to the south

Welcoming back the light

Symbol of our hopes

Reaching to greet our sisters in the south

As they thank the light for all it gives

We create a heartbeat of passion across time and space

As we meet for our ideals to become real

We become as one.

We form a protection and then return

To relish our time of hibernation

To start again, slowly, majestically

Rested from the strength of the light

Returning now to us again

Starting on this night.

I am woman,

I give you my hand

We are women

Our circle is forming

We are women

Our circle is powerful

We are women

Our circle has always been

Eternal.

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