Yule Blessings, Protocols, and Fetishes

Hello beautiful beings, Monday will be Yule, the darkest night of the year. I find myself thinking back to when I lived in Anchorage, Alaska, when on the 21st of December there would only be light from 10:30am-3pm. You go to bed in the dark, wake in the dark. You build a habit of sleeping with a mask on so that whether it was the depth of wither or the height of summer where the night is that same short length, you can still get shut-eye and trust that your clock knew the time better than your body does. The winter…