They say black is the absence of colour. Or is that white, that holds all the colours but is not, in itself, a colour?
I am thinking of black as I’m packing my bags for a funeral and I’m throwing in everything black I own cause I don’t know what I’ll actually want to wear once I’m there.Rather than sink into the deep pool of sadness at this death – a sweet sweet boy lost much too young – I’m doing my best to compartmentalize my brain and focus for the moment on the solstice that comes tomorrow, on the blazing light of the sun at its zenith, the beginning of summer, my blossoming garden, and the idea of intention setting.
Tough times out there in the world these days, so many difficult events surround us, but the days are long and glorious and bright, and summer calls…so how do we take the heavy events and find ways to turn towards the sun in its glory?According to astrologers, on top of the big solstice event, we have the conjunction of Venus and Jupiter in the skies, which means that now is an excellent time, a lucky time, a big heart-filled generous time for tuning in, knowing, feeling, thinking what it is you want, and planting the seeds.
A time to dream a new dream of a better world – to believe anything is possible.
According to Ohki Simine Forest, the summer solstice is the entrance into the southern direction on the Medicine Wheel, where the sacred Deer is the main totem.
Deer brings the medicine of trust and gentleness, and teaches us to align with our heart and to walk in our lives in a sacred manner. We can call on Deer medicine to bring a sense of magic to our lives and to call a sense of joy and innocence.
According to Sergio Magaña, we are currently in the 13 day period of the Flower, a time for a flowering of personal enlightenment.
Flowers are definitely happening where I live these days. Even here in our modest little garden there is so much colour – and each colour feels like a blessing, a gift bursting into the light.
I think of how all these colours exist as reflections in the light – the way a rainbow is fractals of light, colours within the light revealing themselves, so we find all these colours around us almost anywhere we go, lifting us up, reminding us of how glorious it is to be alive…
“Make of yourself a light”
said the Buddha,
before he died.
I think of this every morning
as the east begins
to tear off its many clouds
of darkness, to send up the first
signal – a white fan
streaked with pink and violet,
An old man, he lay down
between two sala trees,
and he might have said anything,
knowing it was his final hour.
The light burns upward,
it thickens and settles over the fields.
Around him, the villagers gathered
and stretched forward to listen.
Even before the sun itself
hangs, disattached, in the blue air,
I am touched everywhere
by its ocean of yellow waves.
No doubt he thought of everything
that had happened in his difficult life.
And then I feel the sun itself
as it blazes over the hills,
like a million flowers on fire-
clearly I’m not needed,
yet I feel myself turning
into something of inexplicable value.
Slowly, beneath the branches,
he raised his head.
He looked into the faces of that frightened crowd.
– Mary Oliver, The Buddha’s Last Instruction
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