06.21.14 It actually arrived here in my sleep last night. When I peeked out from my bed, through the slats of shutters at the window, I saw bright stars around 2 a.m. As it turns out, at that hour on June 21st, dawn breaks at 2:02 a.m. (Doesn’t ‘dawn breaks’ sound like the start of a wonderful novel!). The Summer Solstice happened at 4:51 a.m., which coincided with the time Don got up to get ready for his bike race down in Missoula. At 5:35 a.m., it was the official sunrise, which I can state I observed from my kitchen window, as the sunlight touched the top of the mountains across the lake. Sunset will happen at 9:41 p.m. And, at 1:15 a.m., dark descends. (‘dark descends’–yet another novel).
The length of time for today is 16:06 hours. That’s a lot of time for one day. Exhilarating as it sounds, I can feel pressure building in my solar plexus chakra as I leap out of this moment into the plan for a zillion activities, so I don’t miss this Very Important Day. Looking for guidance, I skimmed through one of my journals of poems and quotes about the seasons, which I save as mini-maps for staying on course. I think I’m going to need them today.
“Both the Winter and the Summer Solstices are expressions of love. They show us the opposition of light and dark, expansion and contraction, that characterize our experiences in the Earth school so that we can recognize our options as we move through our lives.” (Gary Zukav)
“Time always seems long to the child who is waiting–for Christmas, for next summer, for becoming a grownup; long also when he surrenders his whole soul to each moment of a happy day.” (Dag Hammarskjold)
And, maybe my favorite, a cautionary advice, for this morning:
“It was a splendid summer morning and it seemed as if nothing could go wrong.” (from a novel by John Cheever)