[caption id="attachment_168051" align="aligncenter" width="1080"] Portree Harbour, Isle of Skye Scotland. Copyright Content Catnip 2010[/caption]
The sky puts on the darkening blue coat held for it by a row of ancient trees; you watch: and the lands grow distant in your sight, one journeying to heaven, one that falls;
and leave you, not at home in either one, not quite so still and dark as the darkened houses, not calling to eternity with the passion of what becomes a star each night, and rises;
and leave you (inexpressibly to unravel) your life, with its immensity and fear, so that, now bounded, now immeasurable, it is alternately stone in you and star.
Rainer Maria Rilke, Poet, austria. 1875-1926.
HibernalFrom Latin hībernālis (“wintry”), from hiems (“winter”), hibernal is term for something that refers to winter. On this, the long, long night of Winter Solistice of the southern hemisphere, the dawns and the gloamings grow ever deeper and more thickly velveteen black. Although this point in time marks the darkest, longest night and from this kernel grows the essence of rebirth, renewal and outward growth.
The Wild HuntOne ancient European pagan myth has a ghostly gathering of faeries, elves or lost souls in wild pursuit of prey during this magical and potent time, led by Odin. Famously depicted in the painting Asgårdsreien (1872) by Peter Nicolai Arbo [caption id="attachment_181790" align="aligncenter" width="1080"] Copyright Content Catnip 2015[/caption]