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Football in Seattle

My daughter collected a gift certificate I gave her several years agoe for a trip ro Seattle to watch our beloved Seahawks in person. What a grand adventure we had making the trek and spending the day with each other after homemade biscuits and gravy for breakfast. Though our team didn’t win, they played valiantly and the game was quite exciting.
I could imagine what the Roman games must have been like– more blood and death; but there are still significant injuries today–boxes for the well to-do, food, drink, costumes, and lots of noise.
Of course I had to reflect on the runes–
Tiewaz-the Quarterback throws with the precision of an arrow
Thurisaz-is the offensive front line–all focus to protect the quarterback and keep the other team away from anyone with the ball
Raido- the one who punts the ball and kicks fieldgoals; and also the running backs that scramble all over the field.
Just a few thoughts I thought you might enjoy as football players are our weekend warriors and really do embody much of what is represented by the runes.
I have to comment on how loud the stadium was…Seattle has the loudest fans in the NFL. It sounds and feels like a cone of power being raised when the fans come together to support the team in a play. And I believe that it really helps to shift the energy.
So thankful for a new and fun way to celebrate Dec 24th. Oh yeah, and for fabulous garlic buttered french fries–YUMM!!

Happy Christmas Eve to you and yours!

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Remembering …

  Today I said goodbye to Ron Davis with family and friends at his funeral service. He was 20 years my senior; and he and his family were a cherished and constant presence in my childhood and youth.  As often is the case; the pain of loss is lessened by the reconnections we make as we gather to remember the stories and the presence of the loved one we are laying to his well deserved rest. Many memories were shared; and my father and Ron’s father (both had already passed over) were in some of the pictures shared and brought back many memories.

After the service and reception, I stopped at the cemetery where my parents, both sets of grandparents and Ron’s father are all buried to lay swags on their graves and visit them in both physical and spiritual space. I have been flooded with memories–most of them comforting and happy–all day. It is important for me to make the pilgrimage to their resting place to feel a sense of connection and to honor that connection.

It seems fitting that on the shortest night of the year we celebrate the life well lived; and on the first day that the Sun resumes her path of increasing light; he is laid to rest on Earth; and starts his new journey in the otherworld–be it heaven or some other wonder-fulled place of rest and renewal. Many of us have lost loved ones at this time of year–it is natural time of culling in the wild and domestic herds; and seems that  humans follow the same tendency. As sure as the earth is dormant and sleeping now–we know she will awaken in glorious abundance and beauty in the spring. How can the same not be true for us?

Rest well my ancestors and friends–I look forward to the time we meet again.

Blessed Solstice Night,


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Santa Lucia Brings the Light

Tonight our closest friends gather and celebrate the promise of the return of the light in the season of darkest night. In Sweden the youngest or oldest daughter rises early to make Lussekatter (saffron buns) and coffee then serves the adults breakfast in bed. She wears a crown of lighted candles as she carries the tray from room to room; embodying Santa Lucia as brings light into every darkened space.
Tonight is ablaze with magic, tradition, music,light, story and we even have a young maiden dressing as Santa Lucia bringing Lussekatter for each of us. We celebrate, feast, love one another and wish for peace and abundance for ourselves and for our world.

Blessings of the light to each and everyone of you.
Dragongong (Deb)