<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?><rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" version="2.0"><channel><title><![CDATA[Holly's Holiday Shoppe]]></title><description><![CDATA[Hello from HollyLand]]></description><link>https://www.hellofromhollyland.com/blog</link><generator>RSS for Node</generator><lastBuildDate>Sun, 12 Apr 2026 14:39:43 GMT</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://www.hellofromhollyland.com/blog-feed.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title><![CDATA[The Sacred Pause]]></title><description><![CDATA[In our fast-paced world, we’ve been taught to look at the Winter Solstice as a single date on the calendar—a 24-hour marker of the "shortest day." We see it differently. Here, Solstice is a season.  It is the expansive, quiet "midnight" of the year that begins as the last leaves fall and stretches until the first green shoots of spring dare to peek through the frost. It is a time for the Sacred Pause . The Magick of the Dark We are often taught to ignore the dark, or at least to rush through...]]></description><link>https://www.hellofromhollyland.com/post/the-sacred-pause-understanding-solstice-season</link><guid isPermaLink="false">697a8338ff1fc7c00332d902</guid><pubDate>Wed, 28 Jan 2026 22:08:00 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/52b407_41e02948a47c4a9aa595b5eeacce5e65~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Holly Holiday</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[The Art of Wintering]]></title><description><![CDATA[By late January, the initial sparkle of the new year often begins to fade into a monochromatic hum. The holiday decorations are tucked away, and the vibrant "fresh start" energy of January 1st has been replaced by the heavy, silver sky of mid-winter. But it is precisely here—in the heart of the frost—where the true magick of the season resides. In a world that demands we bloom year-round, wintering is the brave act of leaning into the cold, the quiet, and the slow.  It is a rebellion against...]]></description><link>https://www.hellofromhollyland.com/post/the-art-of-wintering</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6979587c13a746db9d7bef5a</guid><pubDate>Wed, 28 Jan 2026 01:22:02 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/52b407_cae7c8ec00d9472b9e390b9cd951f8c1~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Holly Holiday</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Into the Yellow Wood]]></title><description><![CDATA[I walked out of Lindner two years ago today, with my ink soaked yellow legal pad tucked under one wing and Nighty under the other. With a vulnerable set of new boundaries, a whole scroll of how my very own toxicity landed me in the middle of my beloved Labyrinth, and a Vision that would send anyone down the bunny burrow to the funny farm. I had gone full scorched earth in my crash-out. Which meant there was nothing on the other side. Nothing to go back to. No job. No partner. No money. It was...]]></description><link>https://www.hellofromhollyland.com/post/add-title-here</link><guid isPermaLink="false">68beeaf336d609a37b2a6662</guid><pubDate>Mon, 08 Sep 2025 14:43:15 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/52b407_ef96f513bc604d8690acffd6fe4a4fba~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Holly Holiday</dc:creator></item></channel></rss>