Winter Solstice Channeled Missive

dreams + divination for the renewal of the Sun

Last night I woke up with this fragment of a dream. 

The lighting of red candles on a dark night. Many hands, many flames. 

At the Winter Solstice we find ourselves in the true underworld of our celestial cycle. The Sun is in the belly of its circular journey. Night dominates day. Here, in our darkest hours, we feel the proximity of darkness more than at any other time of year. 

My offering, the continuation of the lights that have already been lit: 

Winter Solstice Dream for the Collective

a divinatory prompt and reading