I always love this time of year, the very stillness of it rests inside my soul.
A light in the darkness.
A time of peace to be still and to dream.
Do I doubt the year that has passed? Some-things maybe but they cannot be changed only rested or resolved. In the darkness of my night I resolve to carry no demons forward, I never have, but all must be considered before Imbolc, before the new growth begins, before the pure dance of a new beginnings casts its velvety cloak around my shoulders. Before I move forward once more into the light xx
Peace and dreaming to you xxxxx too.