It’s Summer Solstice once again, the longest day and shortest night, marking the start of our gradual journey toward shorter days and longer nights.
I picture it like a swing. As a child, I loved to swing. Back then, our swings were so high that today’s parents would be appalled at the thought of their children on such life-threatening equipment. They were so high that my dad could push me and then literally run under the swing, sending me soaring into the sky. From there, I was on my own, pumping my legs as hard as I could to make the swing go faster and higher.
Swinging, there’s that glorious moment when you reach the peak of the swing and, with legs fully extended, just for a second, there’s a pause. You hang suspended for that moment before the energy shifts and you’re flying backward, legs drawn back. And again, as you reach the pinnacle of the backward movement, there’s another pause, that glorious moment of hesitation before the swing rushes forward again, taking your breath away.
This reminds me of mindfulness and The Pause. Breathing in… and breathing out… At the bottom of the exhale is The Pause, a moment to connect with yourself, touching your own deep wisdom and the wisdom of the universe.
Today, the Summer Solstice, invites us to pause and reconnect. Savor the light and feel the rush before we begin to move toward darkness again.
