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Doctors say that Winter deprives you of sunlight and your bones go brittle because of that. But they don’t tell you that the inner light never dies. Forget about bones - you stay alive because you have hope.
I made 4 Merry Winter Solstice cards to cheer you up during the longest of the nights. You can download them and share with your friends.
Merry Winter Solstice!
Signe
Every 6 month there is a major Solar event that I dedicate a great deal of my thoughts and efforts to: Solstice. Solstices punctuate my bipolar nature swinging from too much darkness to too much light. To celebrate this awareness I make greetings cards, sometimes more than just one.
This December I drafted 8 of those Merry Winter Solstice cards, 6 of them you can see HERE.
But 2 of them I had doubts about and consulted with my Inner PR person.
- Too phallic, - she said about one. - In this political climate golden balls attached to a golden penis is the last thing people want to see.
- This is too dark, - she said about the other. - And what are those little hairs between the legs? Too suggestive of pubic hair. It will upset parents and will ruin your reputation. If you publish this you may never be able to run another successful Kickstarter campaign.
So I didn't publish them when the Solstice took place.
But the effort that went into making them kept nagging me. Now when my Inner PR person sleeps on her soft nest of laurels I am publishing the drawings for you to judge if they are too dark and too suggestive. What do you think?
Sitting in the darkest night of the year I rake my brain and cannot remember last time when I have felt such an absolute despair and desolation. Before, when I felt rejected by a lover or a film festival or a friend, the rejection was painful but it felt like an isolated event. I thought that the larger world was still behind me, the Universe still had a provision of love in store for me. I had hope.
But where do you find hope when Universe seems to be smashing in pieces everything you love and cherish, turning against the very core of your Being?
I look and see that hope is still there - at my core. It is just more fragile and more secluded. So I made a few MERRY SOLSTICE cards to send you my Love in hopes to connect with you. Lets unite with the cores of our hearts: I am you and you are me. If you love me back, please let me know.
Thank you.
Thinking about the next four years
Trying to remember where I put my sunshine boots
The Carpenter was born on the night between December 24th and 25th, when the longest night started to lose its power.
Lets all be carpenters and united together carve holes in the walls.