Welcome to this recording that I’ve entitled: The Winter Solstice: A walk with darkness & death as the most holy Medicine WomanIntimate shares, musings, poetry, reflections from the past year on darkness and light as a mother in mourning. This year has been the ceremony I never wanted to sit in, sacred songs that sound more like sobs,mothering that feels more like mourning,and healing that looks more like humbling. The path of child-loss,my relationship with darkness,death,suffering, grief, pain, andthe coldhave all been my greatest teacher.A Medicine Woman,and Wisdom Keeper.The mother of death,sister of darkness,goddess of the cold. Not something to fear,run or turn away from,but something to embrace,to welcome, to love and befriend. In reverence, Emma THE VERSES, POEMS, & PIECES OF WRITING REFERENCED IN THIS RECORDING: 🤎Tao Te Ching: Verse 50Translation by: Stephen Mitchell The Master gives himself upto whatever the moment brings.He knows that he is going to die,and he has nothing left to hold on to:no illusions in his mind,no resistances in his body.He doesn’t think about his actions;they flow from the core of his being.He holds nothing back from life;therefore he is ready for death,as a man is ready for sleepafter a good days work. 🤎Befriending DarknessBy: Emma Cardinal… and suddenly I woke up,it was December.Whispers of winter caressed the air,silent footsteps echoed between naked trees,my gaze inward,body collapsed to the Earth,limp and humble.The mother of darkness approaches.“Death is here, my daughter,” December sings to me softly,blanketed by a cold embrace.“Wh-why?” I fret, “Why now? Why me?”quivering, shaking, moaning,from anything but the cold.“To be your friend.” she replies. 🤎Dancing with the Dark GoddessBy: Arlene Bailey Not all are called to walkthe edge between the worlds.For those who are, who dare to risk, magic awaits.Not easy wave-your-pretty-wand magic,but magic that is deep and rough,pulling and tugging at your very existence,plunging you into the deep, dark,murky waters of all feelingsfrom all times. Not all are called to dancewith the Dark Goddess,but for those who are,a day will come when travellingbetween the worlds of dark and light will be aprofoundly juicy journeyof depth-diving into theshadowy recesses in order to purify, mature and perfectthat which is the deepestof All mysteries…The soul of a woman. This is a public episode. If you'd like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit ahummingbirdprayer.substack.com/subscribe