One more deep dark to go in 2024, the deepest dark left this year. I don’t necessarily think of the dark as a bad thing— i know it shelters and protects— but the last week leading up to this solstice has been among the personally worst I’ve had in a while, and the last two months among the globally worst.

I know that the turning of years and the passage of human-marked time don’t mean more than what we make them to mean, but as a bunch of us have said, over and over, their meaning what we make them to mean still means something. Know what I mean?

So I’m trying to go into this wheel turn into more light with an intention and a resonance wherein the meaning of “more light” is in line with “better things.”

It’s obviously no guarantee, but things have been pretty… squishy lately. And this it’s a way to set the stage and a reminder of a direction to and through which to aim.

So here’s to more light.