Aaah, it’s summer again, and today is the longest one in terms of daylight. Mmm . . . Summer does tend to bring out the playfulness in us, yes? (See preceding post . . . Oy.)
Of course, it has meant much more to people over the years. Perhaps some of you are at Stonehenge right now, as I write these words.
Whatever you may be doing this summer, may it be fiiled with good vibrations.
Here’s a quotation from an old Theosophist about sacred seasons:
There are four turning points of the year: the solstices of winter and summer, and the equinoxes of the spring and of the autumn. The cycle of the year among the ancient peoples was always considered to be a symbol of the life of man or, indeed, of the life of the universe. Birth at the Winter Solstice, the beginning of the year; adolescence – trials and their conquest – at the Spring Equinox; adulthood, full-blown strength and power, at the Summer Solstice, representing a period of initiation when the Great Renunciation is made; and then closing with the Autumnal Equinox, the period of the Great Passing.” – G. de Purucker