Yule is the hinge of dark and light, when evergreens stand for life’s persistence and fires coax the sun home. Tales of divine births gather here: a reminder that hope often arrives in small, ordinary rooms. Families once kept vigil, sharing food, story, and song.

For druids now, the solstice blesses rest and rekindling. We embrace quiet, honor our limits, and make gentle plans for the returning year. A single candle on a clean altar can carry the whole theology: light grows, slowly and surely.