A time of celebration, a reminder to some, others anticipate, this blessed Sabbat. A reminder to us all, that here, on the longest night of the year, our loving Goddessgives birth to the Sun God, , and hope for new light is reborn.So gather your tree, giving no harm to, bells hung about the boughs, treats of natural form hung upon, , the star of our creed hung atop. A time to gather with those you hold dear, wishing warm blessing to all true within craft, Light a fire within your hearth, a celebration of this time with fire, be the Yule log either oak or pine, marked with a rayed disk, at dusk as those close gather, a time to meditate upon a warm sun shining within it, warmer days coming. A portion of the log stored away, to light the fire of next Yule.

 To all within site, and those true to craft throught this plane, Brightest Blessings to Thee, Merry Yule to all.