One more day, and one more year. It makes perfect sense to me that our ancestors chose tonight to be the entrance to the New Year. The beginning of a new year, a cycle of earth.
Dormant and gestating, the earth is building the next year.
And tonight is a magical space between past, present and future, a liminal space, where the veil is thin. Where the air crackles with something mysterious and magical, and the future is said to be as visible as is the past. The crossing into the new year begins, and as we can look both directions, and learn from them. No, I won't tell you what to look for, that I cannot do, only you can choose what is most important. Only you can choose.
On this night when green and growing things are nearly ready to return to the ground they grew in. Return as the compost the next that will feed next years growth. The seeds of the new year are in the earth to wait thru winter's dormancy.
Great Joy in the New!!!!!
