Solstice Blessing dear friends - The sun is reborn!
Did you see the sunrise? Sadly it was too cloudy here, so missed the eclipse too, such a shame.
Our day began early with the rustle of wrapping paper. Rye was trying to take a rather large and full stockng downstairs to open. I suggested he come into my bedroom and he sat on my bed and opened his gifts.
He excitedly told me the Winter King had been and with an intent look on his face he began to unwrap his gifts. He was so intent, and then once a gift had been opened and inspected, he would look up at me and grin cheekily. Then downstairs we came.
So instead I lit candles and we stood before the table display and cheered the victory of the Oak King over the Holly King.
Then a much needed coffee!
Then I sat down and suggested Rye had a look under the gold playsilk. Bless him, he lifted it up and went, "Oooooooooh, more gifts, mama." Skippng from foot to foot.
Last night when I wrapped and put out his gifts I was briefly struck with panick that he didn't have enough presents. I grew up where the underneath of the tree was groaning with presents - most of which were cheap tat that broke on the day. I've consciously decided not to replicate this; feeling that opening one present and after another is overwhelming and frankly a little boring - plus it becomes about how many presents there is, rather than appreciation for a few truly wanted items.
The Winter Solstice is celebrating the slowly returning light, its about looking inward and outward, about becoming the best person you can be; about family and love, thankfulness and joy - gifts are merely an element of that - and for me personally, I take great enjoyment in giving, whether it be buying something I know a loved one really would appreciate or something that I have taken time and love to make.
And naturally, a penguin should have tractor trailer rides..