The Darkest It Gets

Sometimes a season can go on and on.  Here it is, the winter solstice, and my summer is just coming to an end.  Part of me doesn’t want it to end (who ever wants summer to end?), but I’m ready for a new season.  The darkness is beautiful and rich, and out of it comes growth.

I didn’t stay up last night for the lunar eclipse – honestly, I couldn’t keep my eyes open.  I would have loved it, I’m sure, but tonight did the trick for me  – a community celebration in a community I love.

Earlier this evening, I joined some new friends (oh, how I love new friends!) for the Winter Solstice Lantern Festival.  We gathered at Leg-in-Boot Square on the seawall of Southeast False Creek a few minutes before 6:00, and were joined by a gaggle of  parents with strollers and foreign exchange students and curious passersby.  And of course, there were drums – what would a solstice event be without drums? Continue reading