Today is the Summer Solstice. The longest day of the year. Such a ripe time and a very good day for making wishes, here in the fullness of summer.
I’ve been cat sitting Titch.
Twice a week I go to the place where I lived for about four years. It wasn’t Home, but an important stage along the way. It’s a beautiful tucked away place, hidden in the Devon countryside.
There’s a fire ring out in the wild back garden and this evening I lit a mid-Summer fire.
I wrote out some wishes for myself, a wish for Steve, a few wishes for the two of us and a wish for a friend who needs a little bit of grace. In 1992, I lived for a summer at Dragonback Ranch in Colorado. On the solstice, we lit a bonfire in the meadow and as we jumped over the fire, we called out things that we wanted to either banish from or beckon into our life. So I jumped my little mid-Summer fire as I burned each wish and beckoned something into my life. And I realised that this year, I don’t have anything I feel the need to banish from my life. And that is a very nice feeling.