Difficult to distinguish from and yesterday or tomorrow.
Wherever you stand, hardly distinguishable, yet it’s a magical day. We get two every year. Earth tilting its furthest before heading back to its opposite extreme. Last night, shortest night of the year, and further north you go, shorter still. Today, our longest (unless you live in the southern hemisphere where the reverse is true).
People come and go in our lives, and we change too – so much happening, barely possible to distinguish one day from another, one pile of tasks from the next pile of manure or issue or angst.
This is such a great day to teach children about, to marvel about and to remember who magical it must have been for previous civilizations to understand something they could, by making marks on the landscape and keeping watch, by keeping records, they could learn this shifting of the seasons and tilting of earth – and long before anyone knew the science, they knew the magic. Before they knew the cause, they understood its magnificence.
Have we lost that sense of wonder? Today every answer to every question ever asked or answered is a Google or Bing search away.
Solstice magnificence is lost on most people. Not because they aren’t curious, but because everyone is so busy being curious about other things, one more thing isn’t likely to catch our attention. Like births or deaths, like starting new adventures – journeys we take in life are magical to only those taking that trip.
This is full tilt day.
Comes twice a year.
Pause, don’t be so busy you miss appreciating its magic.