As I lay down the night before – I say to myself “I’m not getting up at 4am to chase the sunrise, I kinda want to sleep”
I woke at 4am – and I knew that I would get after it – it’s the solstice – I love the solstice
Mankind has loved this day since they figured out what it was – the steady reliable cycle of the sun bringing stability to an unstable world— countless generations paying homage to the spinning of the earth – countless people making what they will of it.
Gods are formed around the mystery of the passage of time. The journey of our birth to our death that spins and moves in a universe of wonder.
I love the solstice. It connects me to bigger things.
I visited my grandmother in England many, many moons ago. I wanted to go to Stonehenge and we went on the solstice – I did not know what that meant – I did not know it was a “thing”.
Since then its stayed with – watching me – checking in on me as I stumble through life.
I remember my grandmother as I drive to chase the light – it’s a big thing to understand that the world will spin – things will flow – and we will go – we can join in the cosmic dance or we can wait it out —- either way the solstice will cycle on and on.
Notes: Lake George NY is close enough to be local for me – There was a woman walking her dog on the beach and nothing else going on in town at sunrise. I didn’t have to edit this photo except for a splash of highlight on the buoy – a quick shake of light – nothing else. If you wonder how I am — I say — mostly I am ok – I’m not the same- I try to make the most of the days instead of the least of the days —- that is a better way to live.