Winter Solstice, Yule and The Blue Moon

Winter in the forest can be a lonely time for those who make their homes under the evergreens. It is best to indulge yourself with inside activities as the north wind blows with frigid breath. In a few days it will be The Winter Solstice and a Blue Moon as this years gift from the Goddess.

The fireplace has to be tended as to keep the old wood house comfortable. Putting sage bundles upon the Yule fire gives the room a sweetgrass scent and also ignites the sixth sense. Sitting back in the big willow rocking chair I saw a vision behind my eyelids. Millions of intricate snowflakes falling on an all white world. I began to see the image of a white horse with a Lady dressed in Cerulean Blue riding upon it's back. Her head was crowned with an ice tiara, glittering fairies were flickering about as she moved closer to where I was standing in the forest of snow flocked trees.

This Ice Goddess was not aware of me, I am just a spirit in this other dimension. A traveler on a wave of light. I am a watcher not a participant.

I can see her hand holds a staff of crystal ice, clear as glass.

Standing on her shoulder is a white owl with large green eyes. This companion is a guide through many worlds. Seeking the path and navigating the course. I am in AWE of such beauty.

There is a sound of winds, a chorus of voices rush past my head, the chant of the Northern Native Spirit grows from a hum to a drum beat. I am lifted up spiritually by this Shaman of The Underworld. Children are singing a familiar song. A White Stag bounds from the bushes and leaps over my head. Then there is a small white rabbit pausing at my side, unafraid as the Blue Jay craws to let me know that it recognizes my presence. I am filled with Peace. My heart runnith over with Joy. I am emotionally charged as I receive this gift.

In an instant I am plunged onto the Earth once again, feeling heavy under my own body weight and gravity. I am once again an Earth Bound Misfit. Opening my eyes, for just a split second glimpse of a red and green Gnome disappearing up the chimney as if it were smoke. When I arose from my chair, I found a Green Apple and some Red Cherries om the center of my wreath of Fir branches. Such a delight to behold when out of their season. I am Thankful, I am Blessed. Merry Yule and Happy Winter Solstice.