Every Monday night I spend an hour at my altar. Dancing, reading, meditating, drumming... Generally trying to work out the right ways to do... what I do.
Tonight, even more than usual, I'm going to be focussing on my community. Whatever I can do to bolster us, in the midst of loss, and grief, and pain. What I can do in this time, and what I can take from this time to do more otherwise too.
You are lovely.
You are glorious.
You deserve good things.
I want to help.
I'll see you all in an hour.
And, I"m back. With antlers. A bit early this year, maybe. And also with... a whole solstice myth, shoved straight into my head, about community, and song, and guiding light out of the darkness. But it's not quite time to tell that one, yet.
Here's what it all comes down to though. I'm here for you all, a cuddly warm winter-enduring critter, sharing glow and light and heat as best I can. And more importantly, we're all here for each other, each one of us helping keep all of us warm in the dark.
