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Tuesday, 26 June 2007 |
Ho-ho-ho, twas Winter Solstice. This year I refrained from attending any massive celebrations, like I normally would have up North. Instead I made things for myself, and gave thanks for the halfyear that has been, with all its immense trials and tribulations. Ate sun-fruit (persimmons, mandarins, etc) and had a moment with my beautiful grandfather oak in the backyard.
Last week I finally got the tattoo of the Scythian stag on my shoulder, and I feel positively enpowered. The stag (in a symbolic sense) stands on the earth, and his horns bear the cosmos. Essentially, he is the living, breathing being between earth and sky, which is something that resonates for me, achieving that balance in life. And now he sits on me! Slippin' and slidin' over my shoulder.
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