Winter solstice
Dec. 22nd, 2002 04:25 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
cdybedahlIt's four fucking AM the morning after winter solstice and I'm considerably intoxicated. I've just come home from the coven's solstice celebration, and I'm feeling very good indeed.
It's not uncommon to get stinking drunk at winter solstice. It's a dismal part of year, dark and cold. We need a serious party to get through it. So, it's more or less become tradition in my coven to have a truly serious falling-down drunk party after the solstice ritual. So, lots and lots of food and alcohol has been consumed.
Before today (technically yesterday, I suppose) I was afraid that things would fall apart now that Laila isn't with us any more. But they didn't. We certainly missed her, and many toasts to her were made. But we did well enough without her, and we planned for the future, and things are looking good and I'm so relieved that I can't put it into words. None of my worries have come true.
In retrospect, I don't really know why I worried. I know and trust the people in my coven in a way that's difficult to describe. It's happened several times that outsiders have asked if I'm married to girls in the coven, after seeing us together for a while. While I find that mostly amusing, I can see where the mistake comes from. There is a level of trust and intimacy between us that you usually only see between long-time lovers. We do, at times, communicate at that level of subconscious body language that looks like telepathy to others.
And I'm rambling, so I'll stop now and just hope that I've managed to spell well enough for you out there to understand at least the words, even if not the sentences.
It's not uncommon to get stinking drunk at winter solstice. It's a dismal part of year, dark and cold. We need a serious party to get through it. So, it's more or less become tradition in my coven to have a truly serious falling-down drunk party after the solstice ritual. So, lots and lots of food and alcohol has been consumed.
Before today (technically yesterday, I suppose) I was afraid that things would fall apart now that Laila isn't with us any more. But they didn't. We certainly missed her, and many toasts to her were made. But we did well enough without her, and we planned for the future, and things are looking good and I'm so relieved that I can't put it into words. None of my worries have come true.
In retrospect, I don't really know why I worried. I know and trust the people in my coven in a way that's difficult to describe. It's happened several times that outsiders have asked if I'm married to girls in the coven, after seeing us together for a while. While I find that mostly amusing, I can see where the mistake comes from. There is a level of trust and intimacy between us that you usually only see between long-time lovers. We do, at times, communicate at that level of subconscious body language that looks like telepathy to others.
And I'm rambling, so I'll stop now and just hope that I've managed to spell well enough for you out there to understand at least the words, even if not the sentences.
