Winter Solstice 2025 - After the Turning of the Light

Stonehenge

The day after the winter solstice.

The evening before, I went to bed early, after an intensive day of working on the development of a training. It was full, and at the same time it felt complete.

This solstice carries a special meaning for me. The cosmic constellations make me aware that old patterns may be released. Not by trying harder, but by allowing.

Learning to receive, instead of constantly doing.

This way of living is something I lost along the way under the pressure of societal expectations and performance, and also through what was considered normal in my family: studying, continuing, always moving forward.

How great the contrast is between growing up in a village where everyone knows each other, and later living in my own apartment, as one among many.

Now, it is about something else.

Shifting back into being.

In this Christmas season, I sit on the couch in the evenings, looking at the lights outside. Night after night. They remind me of my own soul light.

I take the time to connect with who I truly am.

Not rushed. Not striving. But receiving.

Everything in its own time.

This belongs to the season of stillness after the solstice.

All is well,

just as it is.