More than Christmas itself, the Winter Solstice is the highlight of my year, celebrated with stargazing in the fallow hay field behind our house, decorations of pine boughs and brilliant red hackberries from the yard, and hot cocoa by the fire as I meditate on the year just past and find new hope for the future. It's such a sacred time... I'm glad it's overlaid with Christian traditions, because then I don't look quite so strange out there in the field in the dark-!
More than Christmas itself, the Winter Solstice is the highlight of my year, celebrated with stargazing in the fallow hay field behind our house, decorations of pine boughs and brilliant red hackberries from the yard, and hot cocoa by the fire as I meditate on the year just past and find new hope for the future. It's such a sacred time... I'm glad it's overlaid with Christian traditions, because then I don't look quite so strange out there in the field in the dark-!