Ahhhhhhh….Summer Solstice. The light rules. The warmth of the sun fills us with energy and we move through the season with our hearts on fire. Lightning bugs dance and frogs gurgle in the moonlight when it finally arrives each evening. Bonfires crackle, BBQs fill the air with the smoke of traditional gatherings after long, hard days or weekend fun. Some mornings are foggy after cool, short nights and others are already heavy with the buzzing of insects and the whisper from the sun, reminding us that Summer is upon us. Abundance, growing, dancing, the day rules and the night awaits its turn.
This day is both happy and sad for me each year. Honestly, if I could have it be any day of the year forever I would probably pick June 19th or so. Still leading up to the Solstice, hope still ever present, looking forward, the anticipation, the days stretching into the evening, the light lingering just a little longer each rotation… Those days leading up to the Solstice for me are the days of pure joy. I bask in them. THIS is my time. And yet like a growing sense of the inevitable ending to a wonderful story I know deep inside that this also begins the transition into darkness. The peak of the wheel is so brief really, so much like the finale of fireworks…boom…and then it is done. We begin the descent, ever so slowly, down the stairs into the bottom of our beings. We turn slightly inward and follow the path away from the light once more.
I have wondered since I was a kid about the ability to freeze time. Just make the feelings and the surroundings of a particular moment or period remain with me forever. I wonder if other people do this? It so happens that whenever I have those thoughts, even as I am thinking them I can already feel whatever it is I want to preserve start to slip away… It’s like trying to hold onto smoke. It can’t be done. This is one of the things about life (in general) that makes me so very sad. Even as I type this entry I am thinking about how I can’t dwell on it much longer or it will put me in a funk for the day, which is surely not what I want on the most beautiful day of the year.
What I want (and will have) is to be outside for as many incredible moments as possible. I want to soak up every bit of what the sun has to offer. I want to watch grass grow, birds play, horses graze, I want to giggle at the lambs and their antics and make the absolute most of every second of the day that stretches into the eternity of this 24 hours. And when the sun finally dips behind the mountains after its long climb to the very top I want to thank it for refilling my soul with light.
Happy Summer Solstice and blessings on your own journey…