Today is one of the two most sacred days of the year for many cultures around the world whether they remember and appreciate it, or not. Funny how life is like that and although a moment or act may not be acknowledged or respected, the nature of it is still connected to a deeper and more ingrained relationship that we may be aware of. I have had those moments of déjà-vu like many of you and have had inclinations towards certain moments in time that seem to have been set up for me or held at a distance until the time is right. For native aboriginal cultures the Summer Solstice marking the longest day of the year is only held in regards with the Winter Solstice in December.

Poem of the Day:

Oh Sacred Sun…
That lest not we forget about you during our running
During our journey to send the message of the importance of water
Oh Sacred Sun…
That in your longest day of appreciation from the flowers moving your way
A year is placed on a scale broken down like a beach washed away and put
back together
With the most hours in your pocket, oh sacred sun oh you
That puts the life of water into its cycles of birth and death
Remember us.
Oh Sacred Sun…
That lest not we forget about you during our running
During our journey to send the message for the need for safe clean
drinking water
Oh Sacred Sun…
That although with our impact on our environment… you will be scorned for
your power
Without you, water would be nothing. Without you, we would be nothing.
Oh Sacred Sun…
That for when the moment comes when you dry up the last drop of water
Water danced to life because of you and with you in its last act
Remember us.