The Wild Hunt (https://wildhunt.org/tag/winter/page/3)
“The last days of winter are unfolding as they should, with snow, ice, and cold temperatures starting to become balanced by days of warmer weather and increasing daylight. Sensing the nearness of spring, part of me wants to put on my fastest sneakers and gleefully run down the path to greet her. But the wheel turns as it turns, and I know I cannot hurry the seasons.”
“When I got some energy back, I sat down to tend my altars. The small chores of cleaning, sorting, and reorganizing took all of my attention. As I worked, I couldn’t shake the feeling that the tattoo had changed something, had somehow shown that I was serious enough to have some credit.” Luke Babb writes on the lessons and absences that made up their December holidays in 2021.
I looked around, trying to find the chimes, and saw a woman walking towards me from the east. Tall and graceful, she carried a book in the bend of her arm. She wore a long, flowing gown of pale green, pale yellow, and white. The chiming grew louder as she drew near, but the sound remained pleasing.
As she passed by, I asked, “Do you hear that sound?”
She laughed in a way that echoed the chimes and answered, “The question is: do you?”
As we enter the autumn season, Sheri Barker reflects on ways to help our cherished ones through struggles with poor mental health.