Winter arrives on Friday at 22:23 UTC. From that time forward, the Northern Hemisphere will turn back towards the light. It has been another warm Winter in Minnesota, painted in dull tones of brown and gray. This piece from 2011 captures the feelings then and now as this time of light and reflection wobbles back through the grace of our tilting planet.
It is dark outside when the alarm goes off, not at all a time to wake up. The usual 8 hours and 41 minutes of daylight we can expect on a Winter Solstice is never enough to keep us going, even on a relatively warm and sometimes even bright year like this. The brown Winter of 2011 is just as dark as any other.
This is the end of the year traditionally. The new year should begin at Solstice, as is the ancient European tradition, just as the day begins at midnight. The only reason it doesn’t is that the Romans used a calendar, the Julian, that was off a bit by the time Pope Gregory XIII got around to revising it and everything moved ten days. No matter. The world since the Renaissance has increasingly been what we decree, not what we see.
Today is a day to make the final preparations for the next 10 days, awaiting the official proclamation of a New Year. Most people in Minnesota snuggle down safely this entire time, waiting for the time of work and struggle to begin again. This isn’t a time to do anything except figure out just how we want to delight each other and our children.
There is a certain magic in the darkness. Traditional stories about the dark include wolves just outside the door waiting to prey on unsuspecting innocents who dare to stray out into it. This time of year, however, nearly all Northern traditions stress the simple magic of being inside and lighting candles to repel the darkness and remember the year that has passed. The short days are weary enough to envelope even jaded adults, not just the naives of fairy tales.
Because it is an interior season, the various holidays that have mashed together into one conglomerate all have the same basic themes. It’s allright, this will pass, time passes, there’s a promise of light and hope at the other end. The great mysteries are all caused by a planet that wobbles just a bit on its axis and throws us all into a deep darkness that is just a bit scary. We need this reassurance ’round midnight as though we need a good story before we go to bed for a bit.
We stress our own imaginations and our man-made shelters because the darkness gets us down. Normally, I laugh at modern man’s need to make him or herself look bigger than we really are. Not this time of year. We can’t help but understand how small we are in the face of much more darkness than light, and are refreshed by the idea that one single candle is indeed much more powerful than any curse thrown into the darkness. The traditions and gentle wait for the official proclamation of a New Year don’t come from our usual arrogance. They come from a very real understanding of our limits as tiny little mortals. That can only be a good thing.
May the spin of our planet measure your life well in the new year as we turn back towards the light, and may the darkness of the season illuminate your heart in ways that inspire you.
Peace be with you all this Winter Solstice.