Thanks to “MettaMusings” blogger/CM reader “Story Midwife” for writing about the parties she throws in honor of the seasonal darkness.

“Ah, the nourishing dark. Though I cringe at the cold and snow of winter (not a helpful thing as I live in the chilly hills of Iowa), I am a darkness lover. Winter Solstice is my absolute favorite day of the year. Five years ago my husband and I started a new tradition: The Dark Party. The guests are invited to wear dark clothing and bring dark food. (My speciality is my Edgar Allen Bean Dip; my husband’s is his Fear Not the Valley of the Shadow of Fudge.)

After the food and wine and catch-up conversation, we gather in a circle to read poetry, sing quiet songs, and share how darkness has visited us in the last year. At the end of the evening, all are invited to light a candle signifying the presence of the Holy in the midst of the darkness, or to leave their candle unlit, signifying the presence of the Holy even in darkness.

This ritual has become my spiritual center in the winter holidays. I cherish its gifts in my life all year round…I wonder what the world would be like if we were inherently invited to honor the tension of light and dark in this season, rather than just expected to deck the halls.”

Hey, Story, can I come to your party? I’ll be glad to take my shoes off!