I have always loved the Winter Solstice – it begins a short period of inner peacefulness for me – a kind of peace I don’t experience at any other time in the year. I think it’s because this time – marking the beginning of the transformation of darkness to light – has, since ancient times, been recognised as a time of renewal. The awareness of this transformation was bred into us by our predecessors who lived so much more in tune with the universe and its rhythms and magic than we do today amidst all of our distractions.
I find it beautiful that the hope and optimism of Winter Solstice is married with the bleakest time of year – and perhaps that’s where the feeling of peace continues to stem from. If our predecessors could survive the dark days and frozen earth and still celebrate the promise of the gradually lengthening days and new seasons yet to come, then that courage, I think, has never left us.
I hope you’re settling into some of that peacefulness too.
O Winter! ruler of the inverted year, . . . I crown thee king of intimate delights, Fireside enjoyments, home-born happiness, And all the comforts that the lowly roof Of undisturb'd Retirement, and the hours Of long uninterrupted evening, know.
~William Cowper (1731 – 1800)
“There’s no secret to balance. You just have to feel the waves”
~ Frank Herbert
I've had a couple of conversations with people lately about a yearning I'm feeling this summer – that some sort of change is wanting in me. I'm not exactly sure what that is, I need to get with a journal and paints and do some serious reflection about what the hell it is that I want.
I've been here before – and it was summer then too. Maybe it's just a desire to hang on to the summer, or to engender in me the feeling of peace and "slowing down" that comes with it. It's summer, but there's peace missing.
Something's off balance. It's not a particulary bad feeling – if one weren't up for changing or growing or enhancing, life would seem pretty dead-end, wouldn't it? Or maybe that's just the ever restless me. I don't feel balanced unless I'm moving, otherwise some sort of vertigo sets in.
Face forward, that's my strategy. If you're always looking down you might miss the signs.
"Life is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance you must keep moving."