Longest day of the year

Happy Summer Solstice everyone (all one of my readers).  It's a typically grey day in the UK, how relieving.  In California, from whence I've come, it will be sunny, clear, blue skies, and thousands of people will be dancing wildly in the streets at the Solstice parade.  

Here a few folks are listening to a didjeredoo (sp?) tape, for an otherwise silent meditation at dusk.  

Doesn't have the same ring to it, does it?

But I was never one for sunny days and dancing in the streets.  

This morning I made myself a cup of mint tea and sat in the conservatory, on the rug I've put where my recently deceased cat's bowls used to be, and the other cat and I sat there quietly and watched the sea gulls on the roofs of the houses up above us.

I lit a candle for my departed cat, did a meditation, and thought about the book I am reading, which has gathered together all the experiments about the nature of nature ... we are, apparently, all made of light.  We're also apparently in constant communication with every living thing, at every moment of the day.  Each cheerful thought of ours can be felt by the plant nearby, each show of genuine affection between the cat and I will create a ripple that the sea gull on the roof opposite will feel and take in, just the way star light hits our eyes.  

Sounds a bit Pollyannaish, does it? : )

To me it makes sense, though.

So on this - the longest day of the year - I'm wishing you each (all one of you) a lot of light, light from a source of your own choosing.  I wish you love and joyful happenstance, I wish you serendipity and reprieve from any harm or pain or anguish.

I wish you a happy Solstice. 

xxxxx