I mentioned on Twitter on Sunday that I was looking for ideas to honor the Winter Solstice. I found some wonderful resources on Waverly Fitzgerald's School of the Seasons website, including some winter poems. One of the poems I read at our solstice dinner, but it's really better suited for today.
May you find some moments of quiet reflection today to savor this magical time. And I wish you and your family a blessed holiday!
It is within the darkness and the silence
That the magic of Christmas starts;
Somewhere between the glimmer of lights
And the first breathless moment
When children come
Stumbling like new-born angels
Into morning light.
Within the darkness and the silence
We sit, watching wonder
Evolve into form; where we
Enter the ringing silence
In which the first bells of Christmas
Sound the music of the soul;
Where the morning joy begins
With a single carol
To a half-forgotten tune.
It is here, between the darkness
And the light,
That we wait, uncertain,
Seeking the moment
That challenges us to believe
In a freshly minted miracle
Born every Christmas Day.
From The Winter Solstice, Quest 1998