Solstice
Sometimes I procrastinate on deadlines, and other times I fail to prioritize my time when approaching a deadline (not the same thing, thank you very much), and as such, I’m writing this column at dusk on the summer solstice. The longest day of the year. The first day of astronomical summer.
Whether you’re into the science of it all, or wrapped up in the mysticism of this event, or acutely capable of respecting both, the summer solstice is celebrated across cultures and creeds throughout the ages, or in my case, quietly with my laptop sitting on my bed the Sunday before my Monday deadline.
It got me thinking, which got me Googling, which got me inspired to make this column about manifesting a spectacular summer. Now, my idea of spectacular may differ greatly from yours, but I’ll tell you mine if you promise to manifest your own. Deal? We’ve got this.
According to my AI research (which is obviously super accurate), summer solstice offers illumination and abundance, bringing energy, vitality, inner truths and creativity into bloom. Sign me up. I’m ready. Let’s bloomin’ go.
This is all open to interpretation, of course, but I think, based on my deep-dive of research, the obvious conclusion is that the new solar-powered garden lights we bought on sale will have been a wise investment because apparently the garden is afraid of the dark. Who knew? Also, it’s clear that I’m going to have a windfall of a great deal of money. Not quite sure how, but stay tuned. By September, I’ll be wealthy beyond measure.
Yes to more energy, yes to more exercise, but not like sweaty exertion, because my inner truth knows that my vitality requires a balance of early morning walks and afternoon naps, which I understand might not happen every day, because I’m going to have to work until I win that lottery situation, but there is a hammock under a red Maple tree waiting for me. As for creativity, I’m thinking of adult colouring books. Oh behave, you read that wrong.
I’m writing a detailed list of “Things I will do this summer” to keep myself on target. Swim once in Georgian Bay. Eat at my favourite chip truck in the Kawarthas. Forage in the Carpenter’s fresh garden vegetables and blame the rogue rabbit. Read a book a week all summer long, based solely on the recommendation of library staff, because they know stuff. Remain socially awkward, while looking cool in sunglasses and a fabulous hat whenever possible.
Make time for those who appreciate it. Make time for myself, because I’m worth it. Protect my peace, always. Laugh without cause, while causing others to do the same. Remember rest is not a waste of time; it’s simply a recharge. Slow down. At least, try.
Summer solstice may be the longest day, yet the power in it is the reminder that when it passes, we return slowly and steadily to shorter, darker days, with the seasons, until winter solstice arrives, another powerful Earth tilt, mystical still, but requiring far more wool layers.
What a powerful reminder this is to live in the present, trust the natural rhythm of life, that light follows dark, follows light, and so on. Wishing you a most spectacular summer of finding whatever makes you happy and unabashedly enjoying that.
Manifest the good stuff.