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Category: Celebrations

Love Letter To Birds: Celebrating Gregorjevo

When it comes to celebrating nature and the seasons, there is no sweeter and more Slovene holiday than Gregorjevo. Learn about its origins, traditions – and have a sneak peek what surprise we have prepared for you with our favourite local toymaker for this occasion! We also collected a few ideas to make your very own traditions with children for this special day!

Magic and Meaning: Simple Ideas for Beautiful Birthday Celebrations

It is always small things that leave the biggest imprint. In this spirit we’ve collected a few birthday celebration ideas, rooted in Waldorf traditions, that we believe will make the most meaningful and magical memories – not just for children, but for the whole family.

Celebrating Michaelmas, Welcoming Autumn

CELEBRATING MICHAELMAS, WELCOMING AUTUMN

In Waldorf, one of the things that gave me the most, is its deep connection with nature and the wheel of the year. The seasons and the natural changes are strongly reflected both in everyday adventures and special occasions. Learning a bit about the Waldorf way during our first year of kindergarden, the greatest gift was that it encouraged us to observe, to connect and to find magic in the natural world around us again.

The celebrations placed at the turning point of the seasons were also something really special, and whether our children attend a Waldorf institution or not, I believe getting to know them a bit, can inspire all of us and help to weave little colourful traditions into our own family lives. read more

Our Michaelmas Story

OUR MICHAELMAS STORY

The Vipava Valley is a magical place: there is something profound about nature here, something almost mythical about it. It feels it has stories in every hidden corner, and it invites you to read them by sparking your imagination.

With the arrival of autumn, I really adore the fog dumplings in the mornings that cover the waking, yawning valley. There is a little hill above the village where we live, and it looks as if there was the source of the fog. As if, hidden inbetween the trees there was a cave with a spring inside where the white fluid mist started cascading down into the basin. I was so taken by it one morning when we were leaving for the kindergarden, that, I pointed it out to my son: “Look, the dragon is awake, filling the valley with its breath!” His eyes got wide open, and he looked at me with a timid surprise: „How do you mean the dragon?” read more