Collection: Snow Moon Collection

Deep in the heart of winter we rest in a vast well of mystery and stillness. It is a potent time of symbol, inner looking, and watery depth. Here we gaze with the inward facing eye unto our shadows, with the light of the moon reflecting off the snow to aid us. Waves of change may flow through us, a new sight unlocked, with clear burning starlight and spiralic wisdom of the season's dark song to hold us through it all. Barred owl, the threshold guardian remains here with us now, unseen and unheard but fully alive and facing life in the season of death. May we attune to the infinite loving potential of our beings, and recharge our sight with a long night's rest, a soft sheepskin, and adornment for the soul.