It’s Yule, the Winter Solstice or “sun station”. This is a big event in the astrological calendar, since it truly is the start of a new year. This is
the first of three posts I’ll be doing on the new year and how to celebrate it personally in order to get the most out of 2009.
I was among those San Diegans who attended the annual holiday party put on by the San Diego Astrological Society (SDAS). We are very fortunate to be blessed with the talents of astrologer-poet Deborah Parker, who put together the following invocation to bring in the new year. Before the invocation, Deborah found someone (whose sun sign is that sign) to read each sign’s declaration. Then, from a master candle, the candle of Capricorn was lit and Capricorn’s declaration read. Capricorn then lit Aquarius’s candle, and so on. It was a very powerful event, and the words were deeply evocative of the energies of the signs. I encourage you to do the same.
THE GUARDIANSHIP OF THE LIGHT THROUGH THE SIGNS AND SEASONS
By Deborah Smith Parker
I, Capricorn, use my stone walls for sacred space to guard the flickering spark of Light at its lowest point so it may thrive to climb to its highest destiny.
I, Aquarius, know Light must be freed from every prison to illumine the lamp of knowledge in every mind.
I, Pisces diffuse the Light throughout the depths of my sea, shimmering seductively.
I, Aries, am the Light always rising in the east, a blazing path into the dawn sky lighting the way for others to follow.
I, Taurus, catch the Light as it touches earth to make fire in the mud that nourishes all new growth.
I, Gemini, seek each intersection of the Light, every divide, for there are always choices and all paths must be explored.
I, Cancer, nourish in my womb the quickening by Light of each seed conceived in all unions.
I, Leo, radiate Light from the heart of every matter as freely as a child gives love.
I, Virgo, carry in my hands the sacred Light that nurtures each grain of wheat, each tiny seed, for they must be perfectly ripe before being offered as flour for the bread.
I, Libra, witness the Light in all its extremities, and no matter what its distance or destination I give testimony to its one source.
I, Scorpio, bear the Light into the darkest regions that all fear but all must know. When they know at last, they carry the Light into death.
I, Sagittarius, soar high in screamingly ecstatic blazing dissolution into the dying of the Light.
© 2003 Deborah Smith Parker