Here’s what I posted in the Everyday Rituals Group that I run on Facebook:
Someone once described the year as a breath with the exhale occurring from June to December, and the exhale from December through June.
The solstices are the pause between the inhale and exhale.
At 11:26 EST today, Nature stops exhaling and starts to take a nice, big, deep breath. I plan on joining in.
Sometimes rituals are long and involved. Sometimes they are no longer than a moment. This breath, this noticing, is one of the ones that only takes a moment.
So, whenever this post finds you, wherever you may be, take part in a ritual and breathe for a moment. Give thanks for the privilege of another breath.
And in that instance between exhale and inhale, notice the pause...and the desire for more. Connect with what you desire more of, and then let it go with an exhale of breath.
So mote it be.
At 11:24 I hit Post and went to take my own advice
Someone once described the year as a breath with the exhale occurring from June to December, and the exhale from December through June.
The solstices are the pause between the inhale and exhale.
At 11:26 EST today, Nature stops exhaling and starts to take a nice, big, deep breath. I plan on joining in.
Sometimes rituals are long and involved. Sometimes they are no longer than a moment. This breath, this noticing, is one of the ones that only takes a moment.
So, whenever this post finds you, wherever you may be, take part in a ritual and breathe for a moment. Give thanks for the privilege of another breath.
And in that instance between exhale and inhale, notice the pause...and the desire for more. Connect with what you desire more of, and then let it go with an exhale of breath.
So mote it be.
At 11:24 I hit Post and went to take my own advice
At 11:25 I stepped out my back door, Story-Beads in hand, wrapped in the prayer shawl I had crocheted for myself.
| I was greeted by a raucous cry from a red-tailed hawk, and she was close. The sun was blinding but when I shielded my eyes with an outstretched hand, there she was, perched in the branches of the tree just to my left. She cried out twice more - three in total – and at 11:26, the exact moment of the solstice, she flew off. |  |
Magic happens at the solstice.
It’s natural to long for things, to desire change and betterment. Hell, it’s written into every breath we take, right there in that pause. We desire another breath; we’re greedy for more air. Wanting is natural, so ask!
What do you desire? As Nature begins her inhale and the days grow longer, and as you begin your inhale, what do you long to breathe in to your life?
I took a deep breath as she flew away to circle over Twin Ponds just down the road, then connected to my own desires.
With hawk overhead, I asked for more business (focusing on the absolute JOY of getting to do another ritual write-up after a call with a wonderful human being) and I asked to find a traditional publisher for my beloved story. And while I was at it, I was ready to be rid of all the stuff standing in the way of those good things I was asking for.
May Hawk bless your Solstice as she blessed mine. May you feel your desire deeply. And may its fulfillment be as refreshing and satisfying as a deep breath of Solstice air.
It’s natural to long for things, to desire change and betterment. Hell, it’s written into every breath we take, right there in that pause. We desire another breath; we’re greedy for more air. Wanting is natural, so ask!
What do you desire? As Nature begins her inhale and the days grow longer, and as you begin your inhale, what do you long to breathe in to your life?
I took a deep breath as she flew away to circle over Twin Ponds just down the road, then connected to my own desires.
With hawk overhead, I asked for more business (focusing on the absolute JOY of getting to do another ritual write-up after a call with a wonderful human being) and I asked to find a traditional publisher for my beloved story. And while I was at it, I was ready to be rid of all the stuff standing in the way of those good things I was asking for.
May Hawk bless your Solstice as she blessed mine. May you feel your desire deeply. And may its fulfillment be as refreshing and satisfying as a deep breath of Solstice air.
If you enjoyed this piece, check out these other posts for more ideas on how to celebrate the solstice.
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