On the 21st of June, the Northern Hemisphere celebrates the longest day of our year.
Under the bright Sun
Let us warm ourselves
Among the blossoms
Let our souls be nourished
In harmony with Sparrows and Bluebirds
Let us lift our heart's song
Under the waning Moon
Let us take rest
I stop to smell the flowers
I know they won't last long...
Erin and I both recently embarked on moves to new homes, an act filled with bittersweet emotion, in saying goodbye, in starting anew, and in discovering the omnipresent belonging that exists in our hearts wherever we may find ourselves.
Erin's reflection on her experience resonated with me on a deep level as universal, poignant and beautiful. Please join me in reading her thoughtful, poetic words -- and please share your own thoughts and reflections of the constant return Home.
I’ve sat here for at least a hundred mornings. My last few mornings I’ve had in this space, I’ve written mostly about love; it’s different ways of taking shape and also it’s concession. About how memories often revolve around love; felt, expressed, lost, or given.
Molly Jo Stanley
Educating for Mindfulness and Sustainability