Pagan Seasons Greetings

Blessings from the Winter Snow Goddess

Text by Xia (templeofthegoddess.org)
Within the dark, winter womb of Mother Earth rest many seeds awaiting the Turning of the Sun to coax them into the light. So, too, within each of us are countless "Seeds of Potentialities" awaiting the warm Sun of our own Self-Love to bring them to the surface of our consciousness, and into the world as the living fruit of our lives.

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Secular and Pagan Xmas and Yule carols from many sources

T.S. Eliot

This is the time of tension between dying and birth.

The place of solitude where three dreams cross

Between blue rocks

But when the voices shaken from the yew-tree drift away

Let the other yew be shaken and reply.
Blessed sister, holy mother,

Spirit of the fountain,

Spirit of the garden,

Suffer us not to mock ourselves with falsehood

Teach us to care and not to care

Teach us to sit still

Even among these rocks,

Our peace in [Your] will

And even among these rocks,

Sister, Mother

And Spirit of the river, Spirit of the sea,

Suffer me not to be separated

And let my cry come unto Thee.

M.E. Warlick

"Plants die after producing their seeds, which are buried in the ground, storing precious energy. During the darkest days of winter, these seeds begin to germinate, thus completing Nature's cycle. So, too, this dark night of the soul will produce new growth in time. At no other moment are you more deeply in touch with your will to survive.

"The darkness of night can be terrifying, but it can also bring blessed sleep and relief from the day's troubles. Perhaps the most peaceful time of life is experienced in the darkness of the womb as life's potential begins to take form.

"The winter solstice, the darkest day of the year, brings hope and the return of the Sun's life. Likewise, your darkest moments hold the power of healing. Conserve your energies. Sink deep into your inner Self to find that seed of new life."