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Solstice Majesty There is a vitality, a life force to June As it cradles the longest day The sun’s closest day, The day of Solstice Majesty. Her blessings of light, her opening notes Thrum within cicada and tree frog. Bodies become buttery, softening last sharp edges of a cold spring. Yet-We are here!  Once again, splendid and redolent! Divine dissatisfactions of yesterday Disappear as we prepare the mystery of the great turning, Stand still to being alive! Gather the tribe. Light fires. The earth speaks. Solsistere-Stand still and listen!

Where did you sow and how did you reap? Were you rich in love, poor of spirit, lonely in the crowd? Who embraced you? Who sang your song? Who bore witness to your valiant, failed efforts? Thanksgiving tablescapes!

It is our willingness to surrender, heal and resolve unfinished business that offers soul-dharma.

“As a woman, how equal am I in the work world? What keeps equality in the dark? Can I create ways to support greater equality for all? How do I do that?

Did mercy rise, then grow despised when we stopped standing face to face?

Memories offer a ferocious desire to connect to the symmetry of the past, unfolding secretly within, to harness the great mystery.

Earth Day Kicks life into swashbuckling, furious display.

At this transformational turning point of the Equinox, let us transmute dross into gold. Who doesn’t want to be rich, honeyed, redolent and resplendent? We have life to offer. We have a life to save.