The crisp air of winter crawls up my nostrils. I watch the steam from my cup clash with the breath streaming from my mouth. Great grandmother watched the signs of the seasons, she said that that fogs during the autumn indicated how many times it would snow. Already, there have been two foggy days. With the cold comes Grandmother Winter. I dreamt there was a knock on the door. Without hesitation or concern for who may be on the other side, I opened the passage into my home. Snow drifts were piled high, the wind howled and I felt her presence as she rounded the bend to my door. Clad in a heavy cloak, slouched over with a twisted cane was an old petite woman with eyes dark as coal and skin reminiscent of the deep cracks in bark. Here, before my eyes stood Grandmother Winter.
This time of year I prepare, I go within. For the next month, beginning this evening I’ll set the intention to connect with the dark, with silence and see what it has to show me. From tonight until the eve of December 21, I’ll be documenting my experience here on my blog for the sake of accountability. Deciding to use my beautifully illustrated oracle cards by Stacey Demarco, I drew the Skull of Darkness, beckoning me into the shadows to explore my own nature. My runes revealed Isa indicating the need for stillness and receptivity.
Recently, I’ve found myself amused at all the challenges floating across the internet. Over the past week, the mannequin challenge has been on the news, on campus and during my daughter’s birthday party, in my living room! In the spirit of challenge, I charge my readers to complete the next 21 days with me and share your own thoughts and experiences along the way. How will the divine feminine appear to you? What do the Shadows have to show you? What might you discover in the darkness? Let’s find out!