Our solstice tree went up today! I love the smell of pine. I remember being a little girl, walking past our Christmas tree and pausing to stick my whole head inside and just breathing. Ahhh... nothing else like it.
We put the tree up on the altar - the only place where Ronan couldn't reach the plugs for the lights. As you can see in this picture the our altar things are now around the base of the tree. Our Goddess statue, our tibeten Dakini, some sage, my healing stone, a wood box with a pentacle on it carved in Poland, my mom's jewlry box, my nana's angel, my midrashed Procliamation to the World, a dakini picture with a picture of Joseph and Emma at the bottom (behind that my B of M and bible), a candle, a medicine pouch from Peru, and other various sacred objects.
Too me the season starts with twinkly lights, it just can't start without them -after all that's what we're celebrating, the return of the light.
Hiding in out tree you'll find star babies
and faeries.
Blessings!
