It is a dark time of year, the darkest, in fact. Light has been ever so much waning and fading. Night has taken over, and the days are now at their shortest. They do not get any shorter. It is not getting darker. At the time of this solstice, the tides of power turn again, and light returns.
May your Yule time, your Chrismas, your Sol Invictus or however you call it, be like this: May hope always find you in the darkest hour.
Peace and the time for contemplation, for simple and good things, a laugh and a song with your families or loved ones, good food, good drink I wish to you all who follow my blog. I wish you the light in your heart and a twinkle in your eyes - the way you had as a child.
And may always be a fairy tale in your heart!
Those are the adventures of Mr. Fimbulmyrk, in bushcraft and blacksmithing, mountainbiking and hiking, reenactment, writing, singing, dancing, stargazing and having a piece of cake and a coffee. Pray have a seat and look around you, but be warned - the forest´s twilight is ferocious at times.
Freitag, 23. Dezember 2011
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