Pyanepsia
We have a traditional celebration called Pyanepsia, which is adapted from an ancient Greek festival. It is one of my favorite holidays of the year because it brings my darlings together for an evening of community, food, and thanksgiving. It’s a festival in honor of the changing of the seasons, from the outer to the inner, from the light into the darkness.
We use heaps of bay laurel.
We feast on fine foods, bean stews, and wine.
We make candles.
This year, we dipped autumn leaves in beeswax to preserve them. Why not, when we were making candles anyway?
We make a giant communal eirisione, hung with wool and trinkets, evidence of our many blessings, in the hopes we will continue to be so blessed. Many thanks to our gracious hosts. xoxo
