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Summer Equinox

Today is the longest day of the year, this being the Summer Solstice.

Actually, this Celestial celebration, marked by the ancients as the wedding of the Earth and Heaven, officially begins at a minute before the clock strikes midnight on June 20th, Greenwich Mean Time (around 7:59 AM of 21st June for the Philippines).

The ancients have honored this time with bonfires, feasts, and dancing, grateful for the long day, the shortest night, and the chance to be with those they love.

If it weren’t stormy outside (and if I weren’t in the office), be assured that I’d have a huge bonfire blazing out on a field, with music from the guitar and a makeshift drum. I’d be with friends, and we would wait for the coming of the hour of the equinox, whiling it away with stories and songs.

A happy day to one and all!

Be on the lookout for Fairies!

 

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A Season of Cheer (hurrah in a sarcastic tone)

A new holiday is approaching but I do not feel like celebrating.

There’s so much goodbye around me. The house is silent without the ring of Faith’s laughter. Her mother had gone to live with her new boyfriend and took Faith with her.

Added to this, a friend of mine is resigning from work.

At home, I’ve half-heartedly set up the Tree for this season, yet I only managed to  decorate it with a few silver cords and a couple of turtle doves, which Tate and I had placed together.

I catch myself musing how it would be like if I were in New York right now preparing for the holidays with my relatives. I’ve seen my cousin, Robee’s latest photos, and I should say that she has grown prettier over the years, very far from the rumpled kid who loved cream of corn soup I used to know…

Tate doesn’t feel like celebrating either. He avoids sitting near the tree whenever we are in the living room. His sister’s impulsive decision has really hurt the Family.

Funny that the office administration finally decided to jump into the festivities bandwagon. Yet as usual, it is with their bumbling sense of coordination. Indeed, a Tree has been put up in the downstairs lobby. Completely festooned with blue lights, blue flowers and silvery-blue balls. So much for a mood-lifter.

Orangey pumpkins and black cats

‘Tis Hallowe’en. I had a pumpkin shirt on and I’m off to work, driving through the cold grey dawn. Near the Cathedral I decided to make a turn and I met my friend Hyacinth, also on her way to work. She was a bit dismayed when I greeted her “Happy Hallowe’en” because she was wearing a white t-shirt and felt she wouldn’t be doing the occasion any justice because of her outfit.

We drove down and the Sun burst through the clouds, touching everything with a golden glow. Hyacinth sang a pop tune, with me humming along, and by the time we stopped for gas, we had sung the song’s chorus for the nth time.

Despite the sunshine the morning air was chilly and damp, unlike yesterday’s. But this morning, Nature seemed to beckon to her display and each flower blooming by the roadside and the trees standing tall in the fields had a sharp clarity about them that made me take notice. A sense of expectancy has been welling inside me since I woke up a few hours ago. And as past experience has taught me, this feeling signals something good to come. Mmmmm.

Oh, it’s New Year today. But unlike in the past years, I wouldn’t be making any resolutions yet. I haven’t even started doing what I had resolved to do in the past year.

I’ll offer my prayer of abundant blessings for all those who need it and the loving embrace of the Goddess for all who are lonely and weary. May those who have gone before whisper their wisdom to those who need guidance in their paths. And may the Gods bless all the works done by the hands of those who work with the soil that their harvest may be more than enough to feed the hungry. This is my prayer for now.

Let this year be a good year.