I’m not a party person, I much prefer small gatherings where people can talk, and I can’t say I’m crazy about them either. But I am going to a party tonight, a shaman who I saw a couple of weeks ago in Vermont is having a Winter Solstice party at her home. Potluck dinner followed by a celebration of the Winter Solstice, the end of the darkest day of the year, darkness to light. On the way home from our inn in Vermont, we had a spectacular round of weather – snow, rain, sun, rainbows everywhere. Global warming is frightening sometimes, wild and exciting sometimes. I caught this rainbow outside of Arlington, Vt. So Maria and I are going to this solstice party, a gathering of shamans and non-party people, I imagine, and I will report back tomorrow.

My life and work are increasingly about light, I am a warrior for light, a worshiper of light, a pilgrim of many journeys from darkness to light, every day. So this could end up being my holiday. I’m bringing the camera. Maybe Red too, if spirit dogs are allowed.