Journal of Sacred Work

3 responses to “Day 175 – Summer Solstice”

1. 

   Karen York

   June 23, 2008

   It was a fabulous weekend here in Nashville, with warm days and breezy evenings. I celebrated the solstice by being outside as much as possible soaking up the energy of the new season. The extended daylight invigorates me to complete more projects, perhaps feeling a little guilty watching TV inside, when it is so glorious outside. I drink in the quality of each day by paying attention to the exquisite in nature, in human engineering, in the texture of my daughters’ skin, in the seemingly impossible design of a butterfly wing. It’s all a marvel and a mystery to me.

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   Yvonne Ginez-Gonzales

   June 23, 2008

   I love summer solstice. It comes once a year just like any other holiday or event on the calendar. I remember in High School, one of my teachers had made reference to Shakespeare’s “A Midsummer Night’s Dream”. We were told that the “midsummer night” is actually the night of the summer solstice. It is said that on Midsummer Night elves and fairies come out in great numbers. In some traditions, the summer solstice is the time of the Sun God. How funny to have remembered that all these years. It was a beautiful night as my children, my husband and I went up to the Griffith Observatory to see the sun set. The weather was warm and the night was clear. It was a wonderful time to share as a family and explaining to my little ones what summer solstice is. I was in wonder as I watched their little faces lit up as I shared with them about the elves and the fairies, that I had learned about in high school. They are moments I will never forget. I feel blessed to have these opportunities.
   SUMMER
   Summer dawns, the Solstice drawing near
   I walk among the stones of bluish-grey,
   Towering arches in a mighty circle lay
   And I in thought of ancients walking here.
   I touch a stone, a central altar piece,
   I feel a surge of power rise in me
   A shudder through my body, none can see
   The spirit enter, whilst my hand release.
   Blue sky above, larks rising high in song
   And all around me glows the power’s light
   Strains of the pipes of Pan my ears delight
   My feet respond, I rise in dance so strong.
   Barefoot amongst the green mounds of time,
   Arms upstretched swaying and entranced,
   Over mounds and grassland I have danced,
   Over resting places of ancient rhyme.
   Cease the music, power’s light growing dim
   Sunset forms a dragon to the west
   Red and powerful, Uther’s renown crest
   My eyes transfixed, I crumble limb by limb.
   Gentle drumming drifting on the air
   White robed figures leading majestic march
   Approaching the altar set within the arch
   Drumming getting louder, torches flare.
   The night goes on; dawn approaches fast,
   Looking east the sky in silver hue,
   Heel stone in grass heavy with dew
   Beholds the mighty Sun God’s strongest blast.
   Peasants cheer and celebrate the sight,
   Dawns the longest day and end of reign
   For Sol must surely turn the Wheel again
   From end of sunlight into shortest night.
   Sit and marvel at the blooming flowers
   Feast on, make merry till the close of day
   Drink ye ale, remember summer gay
   As Sol begins to weaken through the hours.
   ‘Tis Midsummer’s Day!
   ~ Darkwing

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3. 

   Diana Gallaher

   June 23, 2008

   I’m in a place right now where I ponder summer solstice and think, “It is all gift.” And of course gratitude flows.

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