Summer Solstice

Hail, O Sun and Gods of the Sun! We call you and we honor you on this Solstice, the height of your power and the longest day.

Without you there could be no life on Earth.

The North Texas skies were overcast this morning – I couldn’t see the rising Sun. But like so many things in our lives that are unseen but very real, it was there.

What other life-giving, life-sustaining forces are hidden by clouds? Are there people who keep you going whose work you’ve stopped acknowledging? Is there art you’ve stopped seeing or music you’ve stopped hearing? Are there communities – neighborhoods, groves, covens, churches, families – who still support you even though you’ve stopped supporting them?

Part the clouds – the clouds of busyness, the clouds of routine, the clouds of stress, the clouds of grudges – and see the beauty. And then give thanks for what sustains you.

Hail, O Sun and Gods of the Sun!

Happy Solstice.

About John Beckett

I grew up in Tennessee with the woods right outside my back door. Wandering through them gave me a sense of connection to Nature and to a certain Forest God. I’m a Druid graduate of the Order of Bards, Ovates and Druids, the Coordinating Officer of the Denton Covenant of Unitarian Universalist Pagans and a former Vice President of CUUPS Continental. I’ve been writing, speaking, teaching, and leading public rituals for the past eleven years. I live in the Dallas – Fort Worth area and I earn my keep as an engineer.

  • http://www.blogger.com/profile/10388428489163998550 TommyElf

    Shame you couldn't see the sunrise. Had some openings in the clouds over here on the north side of the metro-mess. Was a little pinkish for about twenty minutes before the moving clouds swallowed all that up. Was still pretty…


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