These darkening days. They are the most powerful days. They are meant to fill you up. Let them. They are misunderstood. Accept them. To do so will fill you with a strength you have not known. The seeds deep in your own dark soil are resting, gathering potential before awakening. Shelter them. Stop fighting the cold and the dark. Devour them. Let the quiet sing to you of your Ancestors, who also knew these days of heavy shade, intimately, and faced them. Turn in, without being afraid of what you'll find there. Sit with yourself, and wear the dark as a blanket. Shift. Tuck into a bowl of comfort by the light of a single candle. Let it sustain you. The pressure you feel from the outside will make diamonds in the deep darkness, if you allow it. That's how it works. Swallow it whole. Let the long nights lead to long rituals that lead to magic you don't yet know possible. The depth of it will be mirrored back in your own sorcery, if you can find the way to harness it. This is the time to be fearless. Own it. Become it. And, then, revel in the light when it comes for you.