Winter Solstice at Home

A reflection on the past year.

This is the first Winter Solstice in our new home. The first year that I truly feel at home. I spent so many years dreaming of feeling this way, of not having to drive three hours a day to take my kids to school or my son to occupational therapy. I dreamt of the luxury of more time and a lovely sacred space to rest in. Our new home is in the perfect location, and even though I am still at the mercy of calendars and schedules time feels so much more on my side.

When I go outside there are trees everywhere, and flowers in different colors and I can sit in the warm morning sun and bathe in the sacredness of it all. Feeling at home is new for me but it came at a time when this country tried to make me feel like a monster in my own city. I am learning to redefine what home feels like in my body.

The Long Night

This year has felt like the longest night of winter. It was so hard to see through while horrific things were happening in our streets. I learned so much about grief and love and h…