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Each year we share this meditation poem written by Twinkle in 2013.
May we find comfort in the warm embrace of the dark season.
The Dark Season
We are at the threshold of the Seasons,
the doorway to the Year,
when the Veil is thin,
and time passes amorphously.
We turn inward as the Darkness beckons us.
We welcome the warmth of the fire,
contemplating the mysteries of the Unseen.
We honor the soft ache in our hearts
for those we have lost:
And we rest.
For rest we must, to heal.
This is the cycle of death and rebirth;
release and renewal.
We cherish this time
as the lessons it offers
penetrate our knowing.
May we breathe in wisdom
and breathe out patience.
October 23rd, 2013
For original art post + Audio, click the link below.
We are deeply grateful to all our family and friends who joined us for our engagement party!! It was so wonderful to celebrate our happiness with you and to see such happiness reflected back to us by each of you. Love 💫❤️🎶🙏🏼
October 13th, 2018. Thank you to all our friends and family celebrating with us near and far. We love you!
"All these pieces Broken and scattered In mercy gathered Mended and whole"
🎃 As many of you, our family and friends, already know:
We host a Halloween Party every October 31st.
🎃 There will be dancing…trick-or-treating….ghost stories…magick!
🎃 Arrive at Twinkle’s Place place when you are ready to celebrate!!
There will be groups going out to Trick-or-Treat (led by Ed and other Lancey Street Adults) While Twinkle remains here to welcome costumed guests, give out treats, and keep the magick and music going.
Please bring photos or symbols of your dead loved ones to place on our altar. And a list of names you wish to call into our circle from through the Veil.
thin veil photo credit
My mother’s birthday is today,
…would have been today.
She would have been 69.
She died 10 years ago;
her Body releasing its last exhale in the wee hours of September 12th. She was 58.
Her death-day marks the beginning of what is typically a difficult series of weeks for our family; September also holding the anniversaries of my brother’s death, and the would-be birthday of my father who died almost two decades ago now.
Of course, the dark season has grown accustomed to stretching out, often initiating Its appearance before August’s end and extending its visit through, and then past, Samhain.
This year was lighter than many.
Still, their absence is present.