Solstice morning dawned cold and rainy here today, no pink and gold sunrise as there has been in years past. But it is still Solstice, Sun Stands Still, the day we begin to move towards summer once again.
Today we have a scant 8 hours of daylight, and 16 hours of night. Later today Craig and I will cross the border and travel to Vancouver, British Columbia. At nightfall (around 4:00 PM!) we’ll join friends in the annual Winter Solstice Lantern Parade and will walk a candlelit labyrinth.
My friend Waverly always spends the day of the Solstice in silence and without electricity. She sleeps in, reads by sunlight or candlelight and goes for long walks in Seattle parks. I’ve thought about following her lead for years but have never quite managed it. I love the idea. Somehow I would have to enlist the rest of my household to make it work. On the other hand, we always have at least one day each winter when we lose power. That might be a more organic way to mark a spontaneous day of solitude and silence.
For me, Solstice is the spiritual holy-day when we take time for reflection, offer up prayers for peace and listen to the voice of Nature. Christmas Eve and Day are the social, family holidays. Both are so important — but I have to admit, Solstice is my favorite.
The chickadees are feeding in the alder trees outside my window. It’s time for my morning walk.