Light has given way to darkness and the coldness of Winter has its icy grip upon the land. The trees are all but skeletons, having lost their leaves months ago. The Sun is at its northern most point during its yearly migration across the sky, above the tropic of Cancer, meaning that whilst those of us south of the Equator are shivering with Summer all but a distant memory, the Northern Hemisphere is basking in the warmth and glory of the Sun.
From this point onwards, however, as the sacred Wheel turns, we know it will only be a matter of time for we too feel those warming rays again, that will break through the chains of Winter.
|God giving Birth by Monica Sjoo|
What will we give up to the darkness night
in order to bring forth light again?
Winter Solstice incenses:
- For a citrus smell, combine dried peel of an orange, grapefruit, lemon and tangerine with some lemon essential oil.
- Cedar and juniper berries mixed with frankincense can also be burned as an incense.
And whispers it of blossoms to be born.
Kisses the boughs and lures the fresh young leaves,
Spring's verdant heralds, from their hiding place;
Kisses the trees and tells them of bright birds
Seeking new homes for merry families.
Winter is passing. The inconstant sun--
Neglectful lover, therefore doubly dear--
Enters the hearts of long despondent men,
Bidding them smile and be consoled again;
Enters their souls and whispers them of God,
Of distant homes and friends that pray for them;
Enters our cabins and dispels the gloom
Of soundless days and never-ending nights;
Enters our eyes and bids us rise and see
Winter's interment, mourn'd by laughing Spring.