On the longest night
the feminine light
shines full and bright and clear.
The Divine Mother radiates
her love and healing light upon us
and reminds us
that we are never alone.
I am grateful
for the beauty
of this longest night.
As the new day dawns
I remember the light of Spirit,
brighter than the sun,
I’m feeling better,
and for this
I am extremely grateful.
Tomorrow is the Solstice.
The light will return little by little
in this hemisphere,
in this heart.
Tired and low again today.
My fear is that this state
becomes my normal state,
that I cease to have hope,
that my resolve to change
crashes and burns.
I remember suddenly
that the solstice is in one week.
These are the darkest days of the year.
May I remember the inner light
as the world grows darker
and the nights longer.
this hemisphere of the earth
begins to tilt
ever…so….s l o w l y
toward the sun.
Each day a little longer,
and the seeds we’ve planted
just waiting for the right conditions
to germinate and take root.
What seeds have you planted?
As I face the winter
and this time of waiting
my resolve is to be more patient
and more aware of what is here.
Little by little
my energies turn outwardly again,
and I feel this pull
to engage with the world,
with the light of awareness.
There is so much sweetness
in this time of waiting.
The mystery of life
is bubbling right there–
can you feel it?
Happy Solstice my friends.
May the seeds of your intentions
take route in the fertile soil
of your body-mind-spirit selves!
Fall arrives on a whisper of wind
Suddenly, it is dark again
earlier in the evening
and later in the morning
and I have that wistful feeling
reminding me I’ll be letting go
of light and warmth…again.
The in-turning begins.
In truth, though,
it began at the turn of the solstice,
but summer is too bright to notice
how the light recedes ever so subtly,
until, until it is gone from me
and all I have is the memory
of sunlight and bright days and bare feet.
I made a commitment
to reframe my vision–
to no longer call it adversity,
now it is opportunity.
Now is the time to reach deeper still
and remember what lies within.
To embrace the in-turning
and the treasures that await
while my watching eyes fixate
on the breezy summer skies.
This letting go is good for me.
This going inwards is an opportunity.
I won’t fight the fading of the light,
not this time…
I’m ready now.
Come on darkness.
Bring it on.
The solstice approaches
And I, basking in my hemisphere of light,
think to those who will soon live their darkest night.
In a few days, the longest of the year here in the north,
my half of the earth
will start its tilting course away from the sun
and one by one
the days will grow shorter again.
And thus, when we’ve reached the zenith of the light,
the descent into darkness begins,
while others pull themselves up and out of the blackest night.
The perfect earthly balance continues,
and if we humans could mimic this cosmic orchestry,
we’d finally get something right.