|Original art by Judith Parsons 2015.|
As we move toward the longest night, the energy has been shifting and settling.
You see yourself walking down a path in the woods, you get to the secret door that leads downward.
The wooden door is heavy and the hinges are squeaky, however you manage to get it open.
You have your torch at hand and you have taken the steps before, you know it takes a while to get to the basement…And you know when you get there-- there will be your love waiting with a fire in the hearth.
You endure the cold, the darkness. You know the steps to get to where you need to go. You have learned patience. You have matured in your knowing, you are wise enough to know what NOT to partake of. You know what assists you in your life. All these “knowings” have quieted your soul.
You have done much work to get exactly where you are. You nod to yourself as you step downward. Sure there is much work to be done, but you can see the paths that lead to the completion. For now, you rest. You journey home, to where you can lay back and place your head in a compassionate lap. You yearn for the cool hand upon your brow and soft caress upon your face.
Rest. All the hurt of the past is done. All the old is behind you. You have suffered through it to learn the word: “now.”
You have done all that needs to be done and can relax now. You are healing and becoming better and stronger for all the work you have done.
You step off the last step and are at the door of home. You turn the knob and see the golden light flickering its coppery dance upon the walls. You can smell the fragrant inhaling scents that make you smile. You hear the music in the kitchen and pots and pans being moved about.
Far away you hear the wind howl, it nods her approval of your arrival of you. Welcome home, to your heart and hearth. You are love!