Ritual

The Wisdom That Was Never Lost

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“There is a faith in loving fiercely

the one who is rightfully yours,

especially if you have

waited years and especially

if part of you never believed

you could deserve this

loved and beckoning hand

held out to you this way.”

~~ David Whyte

Greetings to all my precious people!!

We have crossed the threshold into December. The darkest month of the year in the Northern Hemisphere. We are in deep Water season now—the element of winter in Chinese Medicine, the time of maximum yin, when all of nature turns inward to rest in the fertile darkness.

This is the season of incubation. Of seeds held in the dark soil. Of potential waiting beneath the frozen ground. Of wisdom so deep and ancient that it needs the quiet of winter to be heard.

November asked us to clear the way—to release what had completed, to make space for what wants to emerge. We practiced homecoming: returning to ourselves by letting go of physical clutter, emotional weight, mental noise, and the stories that no longer fit who we are becoming.

Now, in December, we remember.

Not in the nostalgic sense—not looking backward with longing or regret. But re-membering in the deepest sense: putting ourselves back together. Reclaiming the parts of ourselves we forgot. Recognizing the wisdom that was never actually lost—only buried beneath years of conditioning, trauma, and the relentless noise of a culture that profits from our forgetting.