Alban Hefin (Summer Solstice) 2016

sunrisebehindheelstoneAnother turn of the wheel of the seasons, the cycle of life, death and rebirth – and this year, the Summer Solstice and the full moon (Rose Moon) happen together for the first time in 40 years.

As ever, bright blessings to all who mark the solstice today, may awen flow into and through you, may you flow into and through awen, may everything find its equilibrium… Blessed be…

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The image of the Heel Stone at Stonehenge at the Summer Solstice Sunrise was found at the OBOD website. It’s used here entirely without permission, not for any kind of financial gain, but simply because I like it and felt it was appropriate as an illustration for this post. If by chance the owner of the rights to the image should see this and wishes me to remove it, please leave a note in the comments.

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Summer solstice 2015

Stonehenge BW postcard

Another turn of the wheel and I write this somewhat distractedly. There’s more uncertainty in my life than ever and at the time of writing I can’t say categorically that I won’t be homeless by September. What I do know is that the UK – politically, socially, economically – is on the brink of complete meltdown and I, like many millions of others, are merely drowning in the oncoming tsunami driven by the undersea earthquake that is an economic policy (neoliberal “austerity”), being pursued with a single-minded intensity by people – bankers, politicians, corporate institutions – who are so wrapped up in their own fixation on the financialisation and commodification of everything that they cannot (will not) see the damage they are doing.

solsticesunIn a nutshell, if you have nothing to sell, if you can’t hang a price tag on your life, then you’re nothing, part of the problem, and must expect persecution, demonisation and erasure. So I, like those countless others, are beyond living a precarious life, everything really is hanging by a thread. So today, it’s hard for me to find any form of positivity, to find anything to celebrate.

Anyway. Enough of my pessimism.

Bright blessings to all who mark the solstice today, may awen flow into and through you, may you flow into and through awen, may everything find its equilibrium… Blessed be…

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I don’t recall where I found the images for this post; online somewhere… They’re used here entirely without permission, not for any kind of financial gain, but simply because I like them and felt they were appropriate to illustrate this post. If by chance the owners of the rights to the images should see this and wish me to remove them, please leave a note in the comments.

Stonehenge is not your rubbish dump

Another year, another summer solstice – and another massive crowd descends upon Stonehenge to mark the occasion. As many as 37,000 people, according to this BBC News report. By all accounts, the proverbial good time was had by all.

And yet, and yet… once again I find myself wondering why so many think that Stonehenge is the only place to be. Across this scepter’d isle there must be hundreds, probably thousands, of similarly ancient sites, each with its own particular historic local significance, be it as a solar calendar, sacred space, whatever. Any – all – of them are more than likely eminently suitable for those who wish to mark the solstice – they’d more than likely be far less crowded, for sure. But apparently, only Stonehenge will do. To an extent I can empathise with that – it is, after all, such a powerful space, its presence exerts a pull in ways that are hard to verbalise – but then I see photos like these of the aftermath and all I see is desecration, sacrilege. How can people leave the place like this? Could you really not manage to drop litter everywhere?

Sometimes I despair of my fellow humans, really I do.

Stonehenge by Andrew Matthews/PA Wire

Stonehenge by Tim Ireland/Getty Images

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Image attribution: Both these images were plucked from my various social media newsfeeds today as they floated by, but unfortunately the only credits I’ve been able to find are sketchy, to say the least. For the record, the information I have is as follows:

Upper photo: Andrew Matthews/PA Wire
Lower photo: Tim Ireland/Getty Images, found at The Blaze

I’m using these images entirely without permission, not for any kind of financial gain, but simply because I felt they were appropriate to illustrate this post – if by chance the owners of the rights to the images should see this and wish me to remove them, please leave a note in the comments.

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Any fool could be a witch with a runic knife, but it took skill to be one with an apple-corer

Being a witch was an honourable trade in the mountains, but only the young ones invested in real crystal balls and coloured knives and dribbly candles. The old ones… they stuck with simple kitchen cutlery, fishing floats, bits of wood, whose very ordinariness subtly advertised their status. Any fool could be a witch with a runic knife, but it took skill to be one with an apple-corer. (Agnes Nitt, Carpe Jugulum)

…as Granny Weatherwax said, if you can’t make a spell work in your own head, what good is it? (Tiffany Aching, ‘Wintersmith‘)

Summer solstice 2014

Bright blessings to all who mark the solstice today…

Stonehenge summer solstice 2014

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The image is from the Order of Bards Ovates and Druids (OBOD) Facebook page. It is used entirely without permission, not for any kind of financial gain, but simply because I like it and felt it was appropriate as an illustration for this post – if by chance the owner of the rights to the image should see this and wishes me to remove it, please leave a note in the comments.

solstice

age-old stones
sacred bones
births and blessings
welcome homes
longest day
shortest night
midsummer festival
spiritual flight
stone age magic
new age grace
mystical power in an ancient place
I raise my face to the sun above
turn my thoughts to the world I love