In the northern hemisphere,
            winter begins on the longest night of the year, December
            21st. From that day until the summer solstice in June,
            each day is longer and each night shorter than its
            predecessor. In our culture the beginning of this season
            has become the time of the new year.
            
            The winter solstice is the darkest
            time, but not the coldest. Paradoxically, even as the
            days begin getting longer and there is more sunshine
            entering our lives, the days continue to get colder. The
            land and the water temperatures will continue to drop
            until sometime in February, when the increased warmth and
            light from the sun will finally have an effect.
            
            
            This is a time when nature holds her
            breath: stillness reigns in this most quiet period of the
            year. The bugs fall silent, plant growth ceases, animals
            hibernate, and many birds leave. The lakes and streams
            are frozen, and the land is insulated with a blanket of
            snow. 
            
            Winter is also a time of great
            physical hardship for both animals and people. Food is
            scarce. Before access to grocery stores, people had to
            depend on what was in the root cellar until April.
            Perhaps this is the root of the giving and sharing that
            are so important to the Christmas season. 
            
            Deep snow and the bitter cold takes
            its toll. Some will not survive the winter. In the past,
            this was as true for people as for animals. This was the
            season that claimed the most vulnerable lives; the weak,
            the young and the old. This is coldest, darkest, most
            dangerous time of year. 
            
            Although the winter landscape appears
            almost dead, the seeds of rebirth and new life are
            already present. Many animals are pregnant and will give
            birth in the spring. Plants are dormant but not dead.
            They are just waiting for spring to break ground or
            blossom. In the depth of winter, the trees have lost last
            summer's leaves, but if you look closely you can see the
            buds of spring leaves at the tip of every twig and
            branch. 
            
            There is a parallel between the outer
            death and inner rebirth in nature and in ourselves. It is
            natural for people to contemplate their own mortality at
            this time. Since the outer world is dormant and outside
            activity is limited, many turn inward. 
            
            For some, there is an increase in
            depression during this dark and cold part of the year.
            They can't seem to catch the spirit of seasonal cheer or
            take comfort from a sense of spiritual growth and
            renewal. The hype, promotion and commercialization
            focused on this season does not help. Too much is
            expected by us, for the outer darkness to light an inner
            fire.
            
            This dichotomy between dark and light,
            death and rebirth, physical hardship and spiritual growth
            is evident in many of the traditional holidays celebrated
            at this time of year. Solstice and Hanukkah celebrations
            are festivals of light, with candles, lights and fires to
            celebrate the return of the sun. Christmas honors the
            birth of Christ, the "Light of the World" and hope of
            spiritual renewal for mankind. 
            
            The Old Year is symbolized by the bent
            old man wrapped in a robe clutching a scythe and hour
            glass. He is accompanied by a baby in swaddling, the New
            Year that will replace the Old. These two illustrate the
            sense of death and rebirth underlying the season.
            
            
            In more than one way, the seasons of
            the year correspond to the stages of our lives. Spring is
            like youth, a time of birth, growth and fresh sweet
            experiences. Summer is the prime of our life; our most
            active, outgoing period. Fall is the autumn of our lives;
            and for some the most productive time, building on past
            success. But it's a period when we begin to slow down and
            turn inward. Winter is a time of old age, spiritual
            reflection and finally death. But death holds within it
            the buds of rebirth. While we grow outward and become
            more involved with the outside world during the first two
            seasons, we tend to gather in and become more spiritual
            in the last two. 
            
            We don't seem to have time to think
            about these things in the more active parts of the year.
            But in winter, there are long, cold nights to sot by the
            fire and talk to family, read, and think. The bad weather
            frequently gives us a welcome excuse to stay home,
            instead of filling our lives with constant activity,
            commitments, social events, and all the stress that goes
            with them. Sometimes, the pace of our lives seems to reel
            out of control.
            
            This is a good time of year to
            consider simplifying our lives. Instead of making New
            Year's Resolutions to do more, think about reducing
            activities. If we really examine our priorities, most of
            us would like to spend more quality time with our
            families or close friends and not so much time driving
            around from one commitment to another. 
            
            This might be accomplished by limiting
            our participation in so many activities that require
            travel by car. Staying home with family, having more
            meals together, playing games or cards or just visiting
            with nearby friends might be more rewarding than some of
            these more distant activities. 
            
            We also don't spend much time alone
            anymore. It seems that there is no opportunity to read
            fiction or poetry, meditate, or just sit and daydream or
            think. Some fill their lives with anything to avoid self
            contemplation. Quiet time gives us the opportunity to
            work through personal and spiritual difficulties and to
            become better people. 
            
            In past winters, mother nature forced
            us indoors with long evenings to be filled with our
            families and moments of quiet reflection. These were
            times of legends and stories. We had to deal with each
            other as well as ourselves during long winter nights.
            
            
            With the dazzling and hypnotic
            technology of TV and other electronic entertainment, we
            can distance ourselves, for a while, from time and place.
            But it is a numbing escape that leaves us irritated,
            bored and unfulfilled. Outside, still waiting, is winter
            and mother nature's lessons of quiet stillness and
            community.