Saturday, December 22, 2012
transformative power of celebration connects us all.
We gather as our ancestors gathered
to light the darkness with fire and
It has been said that the Earth EXHALES on the Solstice and
then begins to INHALE the next day.
Join Lawrence and Suzanna as we INHALE and welcome the
return of the Light.
This celebration of transformation will be Saturday,
December 22, 2012, at Alexzanna Farms in Wildwood, Georgia.
The Labyrinth will be candlelit at
5:00 PM EST and available for walking meditation all
Please bring your potluck, drinks, socks to wear in the
house, outdoor clothes, chairs for the bonfire, joy and drums.
Pot Luck will be at 6:00 PM EST.
The Yule Log Ceremony will be at 7:30 PM EST.
The Fire Ceremony will be at 8:30 PM EST.
We are heading into the Winter Solstice, where the sun
stays the lowest on the horizon and we meter our winter
While it is the darkest time of the year, it is also a
It is here, when the earth is at its most barren, that we
find hope again.
As it is here in the darkest days that we see the sun
In this rebirth, we are assured that life will return anew
and we will indeed journey back into the light.
We honor the Winter Solstice by taking some time off, going
deep into our homes, and tending our hearts and hearths.
This is a time for us ALL to gather together to share in the
beauty of life -
the light, the dark, the hope, the grief, the life, the
death and the rebirth.
We send warm wishes to you as you journey into the dark of
the winter and the rebirth that it brings.
From Corinne at Red Moon Herbs
A Solstice Meditation
by Paulette Newman
We celebrate the Winter
The rebirth of the Sun
The longest night that
comes within the year.
We often curse the dark,
As though a world made all
Would be perfection.
There is no night without a
dawn, there is no dawn with a night.
Let us celebrate the dark,
the gift of night,
Not just a backdrop for the
candles and the stars,
A world transformed by
mystery and magic, a refuge from the glare and heat,
A velvet robe of stillness,
a rhythm in our blood,
A state of being which lets
us walk within or feel the gentle touch of sleep
And find the wellsprings
driven deep into our souls, that are our dreams.
When in those dreams, the
monsters come OR else we flee from nameless,
May we find a way to end
the spending of ourselves in running,
To stand within a winter
stillness, though all seems bare and barren,
Remembering that we have
planted in our hearts the seeds of Spring to give us
Recalling the growing
season, the sun and storms of summer to give us
Sifting through the Autumn
harvest of our memories to find the nourishment we
When all seems dim and
Then, in spite of all our
fears, may we turn back, no longer the prey,
But hunters now who chase
the monster down, not to destroy, but once we've
To face the beast, with
eyes and arms, minds and hearts and spirits open wide,
So we may look into those
monstrous eyes and see ourselves.
For these are gifts of
darkness too, the doubt and fear and discontent,
that lead us to the pieces
of ourselves that we have lost or left behind or
May we find these shadow
selves and name them one by one so we may call them
Drawing them into our arms
so that we may be whole.
May we find within the
beast the beauty hiding there,
Truth and transformation
from within, a fierce, empowering love.
We celebrate the Solstice,
The turning of the year,
The point of change, the
turning of our selves.
May we go rejoicing into
May we go bravely into the
Each one of us alone. And
all of us together.
PO Box 62
Wildwood, GA 30757