In these later days of a wet, el nino Winter, i find myself yearning for Imbolc and the first signs of Spring. i've missed the white, white snow and the blinding sun as it reflects and warms my heart in this dark time of the year. i realise now how much i appreciate the hope that light signifies.
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A Yule/dark of the year chant:
"Light is returning, even though this is the darkest hour.
No one can hold back the dawn.
Let's keep it turning.
Let's keep the light of hope alive.
Make safe our journey, through the storm."
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Maybe this quote helps capture why i am so restless?
“Never cut a tree down in the wintertime. Never make a negative decision in the low time. Never make your most important decisions when you are in your worst moods. Wait. Be patient. The storm will pass. The spring will come.” Robert H. Schuller
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