It is within my shadow that I love to dwell.
Darkness and frigid cold air comforts me.
As spirit of the Northern Winter Solstice,
I invite you to explore your own shadow
lurking in spaces not visited for so long,
it seems like another age.
Twirling in winter storms has made me bold but after 26,000 long years, series of processions over 13 zodiac signs and five cycles later,
I’m at a crossroad.
Holding my breath, I tiptoe pass the sign leading to the underworld.
A window sits directly on the horizon and I take a peek.
There, the Galactic soul gazes into my eyes and extends his hand.
We embrace.
Dancing with the stars, we perform an exquisite vortex waltz.
Matched in a solstice galaxy alignment, our magnetism lines up with perfect divine expression.
This dance shifts in a burst of released energy as we pass the galactic center.
His hand lets go.
Then in no time, my essence slows
into a calming stillness.
Nothing stirs except the glimmering diamonds
of my outfit.
They pulse so brightly, I wonder just when will you wake and become aware of me?
Never mind, for now we cross into lightness.
Sunrise peeks above the horizon
and shadows dissipate.
My lighter aspect shines because daylight
is where lessons from the dark
are exposed and then integrated.
Under the last visible beam of moonlight,
I scurry back to comfortable shadows.
As the dark spirit of winter solstice, I offer you my gift of service. I hold on to contrasts.
