Good morning. Happy Sun's Day. It's been a while.
Blessed Winter's Solstice from our family to yours.
Happy Holy daze and all of that merriment.
Welcome to my Recipes For Alchemy.
Good morning, although for me this is goodnight, as I finish up the final touches on the relaunch of this site and a continuation of the work I've been creating for the last few years.
Welcome to my recipes for alchemy. Alchemy from all angles and all possibilities. Laugh if you will but if you're living a life that is in constant transformation then you too, are an alchemist in your own right. How far you take it is up to you. I choose to expand on that defination as often as possible at whatever pace works for me in the moment. Most of the time without knowing or realizing I am doing anything at all.
I'd ike to sincerly thank all of the supportive beings that have walked at my side through this process. Especially my family. We are a strong and well loved brood that has one another the way not many are blessed to have. I am grateful beyond words for the life I have co-created with my partner and best friend, John, who has been the rock and the the protector and provider, that has afforded me the ability to be the mother, gatherer, healer, writer and woman I am today. Both standing strong in support of one another and as individuals, I am so blessed and so very grateful. Our incredibly talented and inspiring children, our lives and the world we create with others with open hearts and so many lessons have brought us a very fortunate state of affairs. No matter what our circumstances, we always have what we need. We are so provided for. When I feel and fear we are in scarcity, we always survive beyond these fears of mine.
Why is it that I am all swoony and nostaglic about this life I feel so blessed with? It's because after having a bit of a break down about not feeling like I was able to do enough. a dear friend and elder in our communtiy told me a story that tore my heart to shreds. One that showed me how what I felt to sad and guilty for had been felt through out the ages in varying degrees of severity.
But even still, we all have each other, a roof over our heads, bright and inquisistive minds, healthy and delicious foods, and so much love and 'crazy' to set the world on fire. So many of us are not so blessed. So many of us have a very lonely, difficult and altogether diplorable time during holidays such as these, especially during these dark winter months. This darkest, most inward looking period can cut some far too deeply.
I'm going to leave everyone with something for consideration on this holiday season that I had posted to the page ealrier today. It's food for thought.
Whatever you are celebrating or quite possibly, avoiding, stay safe, feel peace and harm none as best you can manage.
Not everyone loves this time of year.
Some remember how wondrous this time of year was as a child and then were crushed as adults by the realities of the pressure this time of year creates.
Parents force themselves to play a roll of an old sweet man with magical elves that produce toys for good little boys and girls upon his judgement of naughty vs nice.
I remember a year when our daughter asked us why the biggest bullies ended up with the best toys....what was Santa playing at? It was that year Santa ended his visits to our home and we began to celebrate Nature and her gifts during old tales of Winter Solstice and the Yuletide. Where our children weren't sent the messages that the rich and wealthy parents of bullies and hurtful children are on Santa's good list get all the good gifts while some children who were truly wonderfully compassionate beings were passed by with very little. Where there was no more competition between wealthy and poor, naughty and nice are reversed where one means the other and nasty behavior is rewarded. This was a lie we couldn't keep replaying year after year. And we were not poor...but we were also not materially wealthy.
To those that suffer during this overload of fakery and over indulgence, you're not alone so please do not suffer alone.
This time of year is difficult for so many and our Western culture makes it next to impossible to avoid. Some missing loved ones, some with traumatic memories of this time from days long passed. Some feeling rejected by family, pushed aside or forgotten. No matter how alone you feel you are, you're not and help and space has been made for you.
Please reach out this holiday season. To this page, to your neighbors, your local mental health clinic, place of worship, soup kitchen or friends that love you.
Please do not torture yourself during these darks days. We know it's not easy from our own experiences. Reach out.
From my family to yours,
Author: Cari-Lee Miller
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I am a seed burst forth from its shell. I have mingled and fought in the dirt. I am ready to kiss the Sun. *CLM
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