Daily Archives: December 24, 2013

Winter Solstice 2013

So it’s been a few days since the Sun hit the low/dark point of her annual cycle. We held our usual shindig while the snow piled up outside. Lit a LOT of candles – including a bunch of red ones in our spiffy new-to-us chandalier (a gift from a friend who was moving house). Much shortbread was eaten, much sortilege was drunk, and a good time was had by all.
I now have a fridge so full of fancy food I have to be really careful with the menu planning so that I don’t forget what we’ve got. (It’s too easy to just say “Screw it” and graze on shortbread cookies and sugar-glazed nuts all day).
It’s funny. We didn’t decorate nearly as much as we did last year. Part of this is because one of my (plastic) holly garlands is falling apart before my eyes. I’m sure that a few minutes with a glue gun would solve that problem, but I’m wondering if I should just pull it apart and string the leaves on something a little sturdier (like feather-weight aluminum chain or finger-knitted yarn[1], or something).
The other part, quite possibly, is just feeling “tired”. Tired as in “lethargic”. Tired as in “uninspired”.
This time last year, we were still in the process of moving into our new apartment. Our solstice shindig was blended with our wedding reception. This year, it’s been eight months of my poor wife working herself to exhaustion at multiple jobs and me being scattered and distracted and chasing a million different things (although that’s not actually all that unusual for me), which family (of origin) plans have been up in the air until the last possible minute for all of us.
Plus we have more family members than we did last year. Last year, my wife’s other partner spend Xmas even and morning with us, taking part in my family-of-origin’s festivities. This year, she’s in Manhattan (conveniently), but Ghost’s GF/Submissive (they are coming up on their first anniversary, too, fyi) is pretty clearly becoming One Of The Family and that will most likely add extra complications to any planning we do in future.
It’s interesting to watch us build our traditions. What elements take center stage, what we bring in from our childhoods and what we create ourselves.
I like giving presents. But it feels like less of a thing this year than it has in years past (maybe that will seesaw for a while, or maybe that’s just going to be a thing that we do – or don’t do as the case may be – for the foreseeable future).
Sortilege, for sure.
Candles, for sure – with a goal of making enough from beeswax that using up a few dozen in one nights won’t be such a big deal.
Altars lit, of course.
Ancestor Plate… Maybe? We didn’t do it this year, but I could see it being part of the festivities in years to come.
Friends and chosen phamily in attendance, for sure.
Buckets of rich food and booze, definitely.
Will we ever do a masquerade? I doubt it. I’d kinda like to, but I doubt it. Not without a much bigger space and a lot of people willing to play along. It would be a bit of an iffy thing. None the less, it still might happen. (I could see us doing this for our fifth or tenth anniversary, if the timing was right – do a masquerade party that just happens to fall on Winter Solstice Propper as well. That would be a nice way to kick it off, with me as Lady Frost and her as Lady Fire. That could be fun).
I’m not sure that gifts play a major role in these festivities. At least not outside the realm of pot-luck desserts and bottles of wine and similar.
We shall see.

Once More Around the Sun
My Friends and Joy
Unto Us All

Meliad the Birch Maiden.
[1] It’s not like I don’t have a metric tonne of dark green worsted wool lying around at the moment, right? I could even bind in the golden musical garland stuff that always gets so tangled. Might not be a bad way to go.

Full Moon – Long Nights Moon Crests (and Wanes)

Well, my dears, we’ve made it through the breach. For those of us with SADD symptoms, at least, things will be getting a little bit better from here.
Of course, the cold is just starting to get bad. I hear it’s dropping to -31 tonight, and staying in that neighbourhood for then next little while.
I can’t say that I’m not grateful that this year’s ice storm managed, for some reason, to go around Ottawa, rather than through it. My dependence on electric heat is kind of a big thing at this point. :-\
We’ve had a LOT of snow, though. The plow burms are already four and five feet high (okay, not all along the street, but beside anywhere with a driveway? Yeah).
The full moon was technically a week ago, on December 17th – Day to End Violence Against Sex Workers. I wound up not attending any of the vigils or memorials this year. Stayed home, stayed warm, and worked on transcription, if you can believe it.
It was a big week on that front, by the way. You can catch up on some of the details here, if you aren’t abreast of the situation. Good news all around, and thank goodness for it. 🙂
We drank champagne to celebrate on the 20th. 🙂
As Long Nights Moon wanes towards the new year, I find myself huddling a lot. Yes, it’s cold and, yes, I’m a snuggly creature by nature, but there’s more to it than that.
Honestly, I find myself wondering exactly what it is that I’m avoiding.
Because I am avoiding things.
I actually gave up on my Make All The Things project, and opted to get everyone a book from the remainders bin for Secular Xmas instead. I think they’ll be enjoyed, and it was a definite load off my stress-levels, but a small part of me feels like I cheated by doing that.
My wife and I, having celebrated our first turn around the sun as a married couple, had a good chat the other night. A “looking forward” chat.
She wants to keep moving forward with her leather care business, has a business plan in the works and is looking at how to make shop-space affordable while she developes her client list and gets things off the ground.
I’m really proud of her. 🙂
I told her about wanting to continue moving towards a more cohesive magico-musica-sexual model of life and practice, as well as wanting to move forward on my Poly and Power anthology. I mentioned the course I’ll be taking in the new year, as well.
Browsing through old blog entries, I was reminded about the kind of life I’m striving for[1], and also of the concept of career as ecosystem[2]. Two things I need to keep in mind, to keep as compass points, I think, as I go forward in the coming year.
Stay tuned.
There will be tarot readings before long.
Meliad the Birch Maiden.
[1] Specifically: “I want my LIFE to be this glorious mash-up of art and sex and joy and beauty, I want my LIFE to be built on, fueled by, and in a symbiotic relationship with, pleasure in all its many forms”.
[2] Not to mention the need to be conscious of how the many Things That I Do all tie into nature somehow – body-as-instrument (muscially, ritually, and in terms of SM), body-as-sexual-being, sex itself, blood and emotion, food and where it comes from, the materials I use in my art – all of it. All of it is bound up in this:

Queen of Earth