Although Yule is still ahead and the dark time reigns in full force, the rising light of the approaching Full Moon is beginning to illuminate our path more clearly, gifting us a bright sense of the Sun’s soon-to-come rebirth. We’re already looking toward tomorrow with more joy and hope, slowly emerging from the depths of shadowed waters and nurturing that delightful, tingling anticipation of the coming celebration. Our desires now
November rushes to its finale, taking with it the most challenging stretch of the year. In December—despite the dark time—the roads begin to glow under the shimmer of holiday lights, and joy slowly returns to both the heart and the world around us. But for now, in these last days of autumn, we’re closing old questions, placing every period and comma where it belongs, and resolving the karmic tasks of
Wandering along shadowed paths, we meet all sorts of creatures — terrifying or harmless, unsettling or oddly amusing — each capable of flipping our sense of self and the world upside down. And over these two days, we encounter something extraordinary, almost fairy-tale-like: a Dragon. Terrifying at first glance, but surprisingly willing to negotiate once you look closer. This Dragon, as tradition demands, is sprawled atop a massive heap of
How often do we move forward by touch alone, almost at random, closing our eyes in broad daylight out of fear of seeing the real state of things? Because once we truly see it, we may have to let go of some deep hopes and make decisions that are uncomfortable and difficult. But moving blindly through dark times is especially risky — if you’re holding a sword, you’d better know