And over all, the blessed Sun,
Telling of halcyon days begun.
David Macbeth Moir (1798-1851)

As I do each year around this time, I invite you to join me as we step into a magical Time Out of Time called the Halcyon Days. I first learned of this practice many years ago, from my friend and favorite holiday curator, the late Waverly Fitzgerald.

And each year, similarly to our growing tradition of the Advent Solstice Wreath ceremony, more and more of you report you are making this a conscious part of your holiday traditions, too.

This is a very old tradition that begins a week to ten days before Winter Solstice and ends about a week to ten days after. Some prefer to begin on Christmas Eve and continue through 12th Night, or they might observe these time-out-of-time days between St. Lucy’s Day (Dec. 13) and New Year’s Day.

This year, I find it especially magical that the Halcyon Days will align with Mercury retrograde, which gets underway at 2:09 am Eastern time Dec. 13. And which also looks like it could be a doozy.

Because it’s been an especially hard year, I intend to begin my personal observance tomorrow, as soon as I’ve sent out my Card of the Week (more about that further down…).

In these hectic, too-bright-and-shiny modern times, and maybe because of the dramatic disconnect, I think we need this more than ever. So I observe them at this time, depending on how well I can clear my work schedule. Usually, I prefer to take the ten days each way, because this timing concludes on New Year’s Eve.

And ta-daaa! Mercury stations direct on Monday, Jan. 1, 2024. Pretty divine timing!

In the Halcyon Days, we enter a period when we step out of our ordinary cares and the workaday world. This ancient practice calls us to pause, honor the rites of Yule, and celebrate with peace and kindness.

So for the next several weeks, that is what exactly I propose we do.

The Story of Halcyon

Once upon a time, Alcyone (also called Halcyon) was the daughter of Aeolus, King of the Winds, and the wife of Ceyx, King of Thessaly. Alcyone and Ceyx loved each other devotedly and were never willingly apart.

Nevertheless, a time came when Ceyx decided he must make the long journey across the sea to consult the Oracle of Apollo at Delphi. When Alcyone learned what he was planning, she was overwhelmed with grief and terror, for she knew the power of the sea winds and feared his death.

Ceyx was deeply moved, but his purpose held fast. Alcyone yielded at last, and let him go alone.

Alas! As everyone knows, men should listen to their wise and loving wives, for Ceyx was shipwrecked and died the tragic death that Alcyone had feared. The Gods appeared to Alcyone in a dream in the image of the drowned Ceyx, and told her of his death. Alcyone ran to the seashore and found Ceyx’s body drifting slowly towards her.

Stricken with grief, Alcyone jumped into the sea to join him in death, but the Gods took pity on her and before she could be overcome by the waves, she was transformed into a kingfisher.

Ceyx was reborn also into a sea swallow and together, their love lives forever. To this day, they are always seen together, flying or riding the waves.

To honor their love and to prevent any others from meeting such a tragic fate at this time of year, Zeus forbade the winds to blow for seven days prior to and seven days after the Winter Solstice.

The Tritons, attendants to Triton, the son of Poseidon, were called upon to ensure that this was made so. And henceforth, every year at this time, the Mediterranean Sea is supposed to lie still and calm; no breath of wind stirring the waters.

For this is when the kingfishers brood over their nests near the waters. After the young birds are hatched, the charm is broken.

So every year, at Winter’s threshold, these days of perfect peace are meant to come, and they are named after Alcyone, or, more commonly, “Halcyon Days.”

So starting now, my friends, let us bid welcome to the Halcyon Days.

At our next lighting of our candles during this threshold time, be aware of the heightened power that now comes upon us, for in only a week, the standing still of the Sun arrives, bringing cosmic stillness to our anxious and agitated culture.

RE-flect, RE-view, RE-new: Mercury Retrograde

This year, my grieving journey for my father’s death stands in stark contrast to the holly-jolly vibe of this time. Plus I am still absorbing the fact that I have entered my seventh decade. So I am looking back to understand who I once was and might yet be – a perfect mindset for Mercury retrograde’s contemplative reflection and re-set.

For many, many years, I have kept journals of my Morning Pages, based on Julia Cameron’s life-changing The Artist’s Way.

I have rarely gone back and reviewed any of these thirty-some years of journals, but I think I am finally ready to do this. I’ll be looking for lost treasures, clues, and maybe even a little peaceful resolution here and there.

How might you step away from your everyday routine in order to better integrate past, present, and future?

Let Us Be the Peace We Wish to See

Every year, I invite my readers to do all that is in our ability, to ensure that the restless inner and outer waters become quiet, so that the new birth may come.

This year, in view of the deep divisions among our people, the brutal wars being waged, the ceaseless rancor that has settled over everything, and the ongoing assault to the democracies around the world,  I think we need this time more than ever.

Because it’s all souls on deck in these especially stormy waters.

Please join me in weaving a very special magical spell for peace and kindness in this liminal time.

Perhaps to align with this time, you may decide to take a media break. Or turn off the news, or perhaps step away from the clamor of social media — just for now.

Reducing our time in the artificiality of the digital world, except for what is necessary in order to be with our friends and family, may be helpful for you.  The time we spend in Nature is a healthier, more grounded choice than the endless loop of angst, fear, and seduction we are pushed to consume.

Maybe you’d like to join me in doing one thing — large or tiny — every day, as a random act of kindness, or to embody the peace we wish to see. On every day of this Halcyon time, let us each bestow with clear intention a special blessing to our troubled planet.

Yes, there is suffering beyond most of our comprehension, with war, destruction of human rights, and climate catastrophe unfolding.

Not to mention the pivotal reckoning that lies ahead for the United States: will we the people choose to preserve our democratic republic, or will we hand our country and freedoms over to the man who has been very clear about his plans to turn our country into his personal dictatorship?

It’s daunting to anticipate the potential for violence and strife that is likely to accompany the 2024 elections. But this is an ideal time to prepare for the mental (Mercury’s specialty) toughness we are going to need.

And meantime, even small acts of compassion and care can make a huge difference. Every act of generosity matters to someone and ripples out into the wider world. How might you offer your hand?

So breathe and be still.

Replenish yourself by embracing the beautiful wisdom of Nature at this time of endarkenment. For instance, you might wish to observe one peaceful hour each night with the lights and screens off.

What quiets and calms you? I invite you to post and share your own ideas and activities in the Luminous Sparks comments.

In all cases, let us pray with all our hearts, and then follow through. In the name of the Goddess, and by our own hands, may real peace come to our troubled world.

And may Love abide forever.

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