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Winter Solstice Ceremony

As mentioned in my earlier post, we taught the girls about Winter Solstice this year. Since I already told you my plans, I'll just share this as a picture post! This is actually the first big ceremony that we all held together as a family. (Josh isn't usually the ceremonying type.)

We started by taking a piece of paper, cutting it into fourths, and 'writing out the darkness' of this year that we wanted to offer to the fire. The girls immediately got sad about Boo Boo, and I reminded them of our healing ceremony at her house and said that now we can throw all that sadness in the fire if we wanted. Then we took the papers outside to the fire, and they were excited to stay up late and get to go outside for this.

Getting it out:

Ivy's more than ready to get it out.

I drew mine, too.

Josh wrote his.

It's cold outside!

Good thing we have a comfy fire.

Releasing it to the fire.

Daddy had to help with the releasing.

Josh lets go.

I let Achaiah get in on mine with a paw print. She loved mom, too, and it was awfully hard on her not knowing what was going on.

Giving thanks, too.

Letting the fire take it.

The girls say a blessing.

Then we roast marshmallows!

Starting out on a sweet note.

Now with more Josh.



Continuing my quest to improve the self pics. Mom made that hat, and we had her salmon for dinner, too.


Also pretty!

Much clearer now, wouldn't you say?

Ivy says, "Get a picture of my marshmallow mouth!"

Happy Solstice!


Dec. 22nd, 2008 04:53 am (UTC)
There's not much more to say! It's a ritual for New year's here in the South: you eat collard greens cooked with a ham hock, served with blackeyed peas, and it's supposed to bring you health & prosperity in the new year. I tried collard greens once, but I can't really stand the stuff.
Dec. 22nd, 2008 05:15 am (UTC)
Lol the sound of Ham Hock scares me... I think we'll stick to the pom. Maybe just eat plain greens. :)
Dec. 23rd, 2008 05:40 pm (UTC)
Me too, honestly. I'm not a huge fan of ham to begin with, but when you start talking hocks or pickled feet or something, I think I'd rather have a pomegranate.