Winter Solstice

Winter solstice

Poem by Susan Cooper: The Shortest Day

And so the Shortest Day came and the year died

And everywhere down the centuries of the snow-white world

Came people singing, dancing,

To drive the dark away.

They lighted candles in the winter trees;

They hung their homes with evergreen;

They burned beseeching fires all night long

To keep the year alive.

And when the new year's sunshine blazed awake

They shouted, reveling.

Through all the frosty ages you can hear them

Echoing behind us- listen!

All the long echoes, sing the same delight,

The Shortest Day,

As promise wakens in the sleeping land:

They carol, feast, give thanks,

And dearly love their friends,

And hope for peace.

And now so do we, here, now,

This year and every year.

Welcome Yule!

As we proceed into 2025, take some time for reflection. Make a wreath from evergreens to hang on your front door for prosperity and protection. Set your intentions for the new year and make time for your Health!