I love winter solstice. It’s one of my favorite days all year, the day that marks the return of the light. Through fall we head into the dark season, the nights lengthen, and then comes this day, the longest night of the year. The very duration of darkness marks its end. From this point forward, the Holly and Oak kings have changed places and we are headed towards light and spring and rebirth.

I think we lose touch with the changing seasons somewhat at our peril. Nature keeps us grounded. It reminds us of important things about the world we live in. Living in our modern homes filled with artificial light, it’s easy to ignore the fallow season and the purpose it serves. There’s a rhythm to the world we live in, a rhythm that suits us. A time to reap, a time to sow, a time to rest. I find this particularly true in my creative life. After a time of harvest (a finished project) comes a time of rest. After this, a time of new words, the maturation of the story, the harvest as I complete it, and then time to lie fallow and prepare to begin the cycle again.

While I work fairly steadily all year long, there is a definate rhythm and cycle to the work that mimics the changing seasons. And all seasons are needed. May you find your rhythm and embrace it as the light returns and a new season begins. Happy day of sun return!