The year has definitely turned - after months of insomnia and anxiety, last night I went to bed early and slept until noon today - I do not deliberately mark the turning of the year and the changing of the seasons, it is just that they seem to mark me.
So on the first day of the new year, astronomically - Veis heil, or wassail, or go well - or however you express it.
Astrologically, the conjunction of the two great planets moves us out of an Age of Earth into an Age of Air - odd how something defined centuries ago can suddenly seem relevant in a way which ten years earlier seemed to be insignificant. So here I am sending my best wishes over the ether to wherever on the globe you happen to be, and may this next year be less interesting for all of the right reasons.
Anne the Pleater.
I presume to dictate to no man what he shall eat or drink or wherewithal he shall be clothed."
-- The Hon. Stuart Ruaidri Erskine, The Kilt & How to Wear It, 1901.
Bookmarks