The Light is Winning
The days will be growing longer now, but if you need some sun, I enjoyed these reads.
REAL wealth is measured in what we can afford to share, not what we hoard away.
I celebrate Yule because it’s the oldest way humans have collectively marked the return of hope. Over the years and oceans, all sorts of holy figures emerged and claimed the day for their own; Mithra, Saturn, Horus, Jesus, Apollo—all certain they were the reason hope returned. The mythology didn’t matter because the solstice has always meant the same thing to us all: more light.
More Light.
More Warmth.
More Hope.
Babes in Toyland is a favorite of mine from childhood:
And Neil Barker’s year of Cooper's hawks.
https://neilbarker.substack.com/p/coopers-hawks-a-year-to-remember