Time out of time

picture credit: Rebirth by Greg Spalenka

it's that time of year again - the 'time out of time' - a threshold time, between Winter Solstice and New Year. a time to reflect on what has past and a time to hope for what is to come...

i subscribe to joanna powell colbert's newsletter and she's generously giving a free e-booklet she's written about this magical, liminal time...

over the next few days, i plan to work through it and prepare myself for 2011.

so i wish you all a peaceful piece of time to ponder the gifts and trials of this past year, and a sacred space alone to articulate your hopes and dreams for the new year.

i leave you with a poem by lawrence sail in his songs of the darkness (a lovely xmas gift from a dear friend):

The Glimmering

The horizon draws the line

at having been tamped down

all through a slutchy autumn,

moves in as a caul

of rain which blears the hills,

hissing like the prefix that history

adds to words and laughter:

finally, shrinks to the glimmering

from under a stable door,

a straw-breath of light which can only

imply the warmth of spring

or the memory of it - the long

pursed buds of the lily

peeling open on the angel's wand.