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Mary Magdalene, circa 1859
Frederick Sandys

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Yuleโs red candle
Yule is on its way, and Iโd like to share with you a little tradition that you can perform too, from today until the 21st of December.
As you probably know already, Yule marks the Winterโs solstice - the point where the dark rules over the light, daytime is at its shortest and the earth is dry and covered by snow.
Apparently, there is no sign of light.
In fact, the 21st of December brings us the longest night of the year.
During this time, we feel called to reflect upon what we achieved this year, wha we are grateful for and, also, what we are willing lo let go of.
The last month of the solar year, brings us a sense of closure and itโs also a special time to celebrate with the people we love most.
Butโฆ
What if the dark we are seeing now also means the promise of a future light? Every ending is also the doorstep of a new beginning - we just have to look for it and be patient.
As the ancient tradition taught me, I want to welcome the upcoming light with a sense of renovation.
It is said that placing a red candle every night - for just one hour - near to your window, will lead luck and blessings in your life (be safe when using candles!!!).
Do this, if you have time, every night until Yule ~

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The Sun in Total Eclipse, From Fanny Dickerson Chaseโs โIn Starlandโ, (1922)
ENERGY WORK MINI SERIES โ PART 3
Cleansing Your Energy (Smoke-Free)
You donโt need incense or herbs to cleanse your field.
Methods: โข Sound: humming, music, clapping โข Hand-Brushing: sweep energy away from your body โข Water: run hands under cool water, visualise cleansing โข Light: imagine white/gold/blue light around you clearing heaviness
Cleansing helps release what isnโt yours.
I think we need to bring local shrines back. Not in the sense of like, a church, but somewhere in a local community where offerings to the spirits, fae, deceased loved ones, can be left. not too dissimilar to community shrines to local spirits in Japan.
Ime (I live and do local land-based magical practice in the south of England, have also lived in France and a few places around the US) these exist in loads of contexts, theyโre just rarely Designated As Such โ expanding my perspective on this has been a joy! And you can set one up, or make your local one A Thing, way easier than you might think.
I probably notice one at least once a day when I leave the house these days โ I think when you start looking for them they start popping up everywhere. There are at least three or four working communal shrines/altars in my nearest big public park thatโve been there for years; someone left petition candles to Oshun and St Michael at the base of a local oak tree a few weeks ago; thereโs a DIY memorial with names of babies who died in infancy hanging from a tree in my old neighbourhood; my current neighbourhoodโs got a Luigi-Mangione-As-Saint street mural thatโs pulled in loads of associated graffiti, lots with explicitly spiritual messages or symbols.
Most common ones I notice are: stone piles/cairns left at crossing places, roadside memorials, wishing wells and fountains, statues thatโve acquired their own good luck rituals from visibly rubbed spots, padlock bridges, people leaving photos or messages in mini free libraries/food cupboards, graffiti and street sticker hotspots that take on their own lives and specific purposes/vibes, memorials/sigils/spiritual symbols carved into specific trees and park benches, statues or displays in community gardens/allotments, clooties/stones/flowers/misc stuff decorating big or communally placed trees.
If you leave a few ribbons tied around a tree you like, or some flowers by a forgotten statue, thatโs as good as a sign that says โleave a stone here to remember someone you loveโ (which also works). People love a DIY shrine and still 100% have instincts for it even if theyโre not thinking of it as spiritual/religious.
Witold Pruszkowski - Falling Star, 1884.

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