There is magic in the air.
Fairies flutter about enjoying the day, preparing for their feast, and, perhaps, causing a bit of mischief. And, this year, they have even more to celebrate. A new moon accompanies the solstice.
This weekend, I’m celebrating with the fairies.
Wine will flow, my friends. And I will run barefoot in the grass like when I was a child. I’ll breathe deeply, inhaling the heady scents of blossoms that, weeks ago, were tiny buds.
At twilight, I’ll light candles and search for blinking fireflies.
Of course, after this longest day of the year, the days will become shorter. But I will bask in the sun and light and magic then welcome the dark half of the year.
When the sun decides to set after its long journey, I will marvel at the pinks and purples of dusk. I will fill my glass and toast the twinkling stars who, in my wine-induced bliss, will merrily wink back at me.
I will toast the dark, new moon who smiles at me from the shadows, offering me a fresh start. I will soak up the night and all its beauty.
Because, if it wasn’t for the darkness, I could not appreciate the light.
My random thoughts in 200 words or less.
To my friends in Australia, Happy Winter Solstice to you!
(Four years ago, I wrote about a full moon falling on the solstice. I thought this a fitting time to revisit that post.)
This is the longest day of the year. What will you do with your extra hours of sunlight? New moons are associated with new beginnings. What will you do with that opportunity? Love and light to you, gentle readers. Cheers! 🥂