..for a moon dance. Well, not quite a dance, but last night, I bundled up and took some blankets out to sit in the bed of Jason's truck to watch the lunar eclipse on the night of the winter solstice.
Pretty groovy stuff for a pagan chick.
The winter solstice celebration represents the return of light, the return of life, the triumph of light over dark, as each day from now until the summer solstice will get longer, returning us to spring, returning to the seasons of growth and harvest and life. No wonder the Christians stole it from us, it is powerful.
Jason loaned me his camera and after a quick lesson, I was ready to go on the coolest photo shoot of my life. (seriously, cool, like 30 degrees cool!)
This first picture is by Jason, but the rest are mine:
I did go back out to look at the red moon, but the photos didn't turn out. Sadness.