My candles are lit, as I celebrate the turning of the wheel of life, and greet Persephone as s
he ascends from the dark lord’s keep. It’s time to welcome spring with small ritual.
I don’t understand people who buy gorgeous candles and never light them. What’s the point? I remember a gathering at Thanksgiving dinner a year or so back, we gathered at table and after in the living room. There were lovely candles on the table in candelabra, and a lovely arrangement on the ornate coffee table complete with large candles.
I asked who was going to light the candles, and was politely told. “Oh no, we never light the good ones. They’re just for looks.” I was astonished, but as a good guest asked no further.
Can a candle be called a candle if it’s never allowed to burn brightly. I don’t believe so.
