This is the Summer Solstice in the Northern Hemisphere. The time when the Sun halts the motion to longer days, and begins the slow passage back to shorter days. In the Southern Hemisphere, this is the Winter Solstice, and the shortest day, turning back toward more sun. It is a time of marking the most extreme of solar motion and the strongest seasons in progress.
It takes time for the change of added energy to fully reflect in the temperatures and weather of the planet. For that reason, meteorological summer runs a ways after the Summer Solstice. For most folks it is considered to be a month or two. July and August. It varies with latitude, being hard to notice at the equator, and dramatic at the poles.
That gives us an understanding of the nature of heat storage on our planet. At the Winter Solstice in the N.H. about December 22, we have January and February of winter yet to come. The fallacy of retained heat in “Global Warming” illustrated by that single time lag. Heat is not stored through the depth of winter, it simply lags about 2 months behind persistent solar flux changes.
It is the Sun that rules our lives, makes our weather, delivers water from the seas as rains and snow, feeds our crops, and warms our souls.
This Summer Solstice also lands on Father’s Day in the USA. For me, this will be a double celebration. The Altar is ready with charcoal to get started, and Manzanita for flavor and persistence. Sacred wine is cooling in the refrigerator (Chardonnay and Sauvignon Blanc). Tomorrow will begin with a visit to a very old church, made of mud. Mission Santa Clara.
There, in a place whose simple existence is testimony to the world of plenty and grace we live in, that is brilliant evidence that the only real resource is human ingenuity when freed of oppression and fear; I expect to hear a homily based on fear and greed spawned of deception. The Pope has issued his marching orders on Global Warming, and most in attendance will be blind to the meaning of where they sit. That there is no reason to fear. That the Sun is in control, and we are not. That there is no shortage in a world of abundant imagination. That free people are always rich, and only tyrants (large and petty) and the fearful bring disasters of human cause. But I will know. And I will be there to whisper to the walls that “this too shall pass” in the fullness of time.
Outside the sun will rise, and not care at all. The day will warm and be pleasant. Those who care to see a glorious world of plenty will see one, and those who do not are acting by their own hand and inside their own limitations. Best to show them by example what real happiness looks like. Peace and pleasures in the presence of family and friends, or friends to be.
After the service, the family is going out for Pizza (and some beer for me). Why pizza? Fired in an oven, over purifying flames. Spice, bite and richness. I was asked what I wanted for “my day”, and said I wanted to spend it with the family doing what I value and enjoy. A wonderfully aeromatic burnt offering and wave offering mid day.
As the evening arrives, it will be chops and chicken on the Manzanita and wine wave offering. There will also be, fresh from the garden, summer squash and green beans with a side of sweet collards (my own variety made from crossing green glaze collards with dinosaur kale and a purple cabbage – durable like collards but sweeter like cabbage with some color and shape of kale). I expect to watch the sun set with glass in hand, and cherish this special day.
So, with that, enjoy your own bounty and by your own choices find joy. To quote an Australian (when I was getting a visa from their consulate):
“Life is what you make it, now, isn’t it?”…
So I chose to make my peaceful, guilt free, and a life of abundance.
What do you chose to make yours?