Oh dear Solstice,
Thank you of this opportunity
to make a ritual right here in the middle of my life.
I picked my girl up from school today.
She jumped in the car and started singing from her beautiful, deep soul.
I marvel at her beauty.
I marvel at this time.
this confusing, pivotal time—a time that I see as an opportunity to choose to either live with no fear or to be owned by fear.
I bow to my personal fear.
I ask it gently,
What do I need to learn here?
What do you want me to know?
Where did I first feel this fear?
I observe.
I get curious and then I hold that fear with all the space I have in my beautiful heart, and the grown-up me learns what I need to learn.
I am so grateful for this moment.
This solstice is showing me what needs tender care.
I will go to my kitchen.
I will turn on the flame and I will sauté an onion and some garlic in some ghee.
I will throw whatever veggies I have in my crisper and make a soup that will warm us all.
Perhaps the gift of sourdough bread from my new neighbor will last until then.
Probably not..but a girl can dream…
We will walk in the woods
and in the quiet of the trees I will remember that who I am BEING is more important than anything.
I hope I listened well today.
I hope my friends know that I would do anything for them.
I hope my kids remember how I Iooked at them as they conquered growth…and I hope the look was compassion, not judgement.
This solstice may not be a big celebration,
but it will be big inside of me
because I am choosing to stretch and grow
I am choosing to, once and for all, drop the fear.
It is scary to drop it.
It’s comfy being afraid.
Everyone is afraid,
and there is so much company in fear.
Today I don’t want it.
I have spent most of my life afraid of something.
I think it’s time to try something new.
So this solstice—into the fire—I will claim my life.
The beauty of the imperfection of it all,
and the bravery it takes to stand in love and to let the fear go over and over again…
Wanna join me?
