Merrie greets, my beautiful fellow Asylumites.
While it is true, that there is not a day in the year I do not celebrate in some form or other, these days are rather special to me.
Now is the time for the Midsummer Solstice and I've left it too late to got to Stonehenge in Wiltshire this year, so I'm going for a solitary celebration early on then I'll just see what the rest of the day brings. I think I may seek out some like minded "hippy" friends and get emotional
And so our world turns again with its customary wobble The old brings us the new and the new in their turn replace the old. Time passes so quickly, it is important to stop once in a while and just look. See your children growing up, help them capture a moment of their young life, to recall in future times.
Take time to remember we are part of Nature, the blood pumping through our veins the rise and fall of the air passing through our lungs. The sun rising and the moon setting. The change of birdsong from one month to the next. The blossom turning to fruit ripening on the branch.
I stop and be still, sitting by the open wood fire, staring into the flames, thinking of all the generations past who, at the end of such a day as this, have sat contemplating their life while staring into the flames of an open wood fire.
When was the last time you walked barefoot in the grass, or sat in a tree? This day is just perfect to forget how sophistimacated we like to think we are and just BE
This is what the Solstice means to me.
Those who look for monsters should look to it that
they do not become monsters. For when you gaze
long into the abyss, the abyss also gazes into you.