The moment of Solstice arrives in Montana this afternoon and brings with it a promise of things to come, not only longer days but also a brighter future.
For just these few days in our corner of the lower 48, it’s also the coldest day so far this year. All the blankets have been put into use, the candles are burning like tiny fireplaces and a few remembrances of Christmas are gracing the bookshelf.
The angel and baby Jesus were painted by my grandmother, a fine china painter who sold her works in the hospital gift shop and spent her later years blessing and praying for others. So the promise of the incoming Christic light holds all the more meaning for me.
I’ve determined to use this precious and holy time to simplify and look inward (for which below zero temperatures are quite appropriate). The focus is the celebration of the divine flame within each of us and how we use it, how we listen to its messages, how we realize its gifts. Moments of inspiration often come and go but sometimes get lost in the shuffle of daily commitments. At this time of multiple celebrations, I choose to shift priorities and prepare for a year not only new on the calendar, but new in understanding and an increased ability to love.
May your Solstice help you change gears. May your Christmas be merry and bright. May your New Year bring you overcoming, opportunity and openhearted joy.