I’ve been thinking a lot about air lately, in all of its attributes.

In my spirituality, the element of Air with a capital A is not just that invisible H20 gas that surrounds our planet. It’s a whole list of human and earthly traits that describe our world.

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Air is the benefactor of breath,
Keeper of the fragile atmospheric bridge we breathe across.
Air, waiting outside the womb, to funnel the first breath,
drawn from its invisible stock, to wail.
 
Supporter of birds, bees, butterflies, and any other creature possessing wings.
Air, that wafts scents that stir our taste buds, as well as our memories.
Air, along whose unseen path voices come to us in waves.
Voices that can persuade every door of the heart open, in tides of music that erases time.
 
Air, vast expansive neighborhood of the invisible,
Where thought lives,
Entering us as voice to our own ideas,
Enabling us to put names and faces on things
That would otherwise stay forever unrecognized. Unnamed.
 
 Home of memory, where our vanished days secretly gather,
Taking all our unfolding in, so that nothing is lost or forgotten.
Except, nothing’s perfect; we do forget.
 
Air, counting our breaths to meditate,
To let go of the past,
Or reduce anxiety about the future.
To control pain of contractions,
Or a flare of anger.
 
Air, Kingdom of spirit,
Breathing prayers to
Where our departed dwell.

Thousands nearer to us now than when they departed, 
Their breathing tainted.
Forced to take their last breath.
Alone.
 
Air is an intimate element.
It gets right into you,
through your breathing and your blood.
We’ve taken it for granted,
And we’ve tried to repair what we ruined.

But few saw this coming.
At least I didn’t.
Unfortunately, we can’t do without,
You know, Air.

Air, always there,
May fix herself, if we let her.
Leave her alone. Get out of her way.
Give her time
To heal.

Blessed Be.

In normal times, thousands of people would flock to the iconic prehistoric stone monument of Stonehenge in Wiltshire, southwestern England to celebrate the Summer Solstice in a tradition that has been observed for millennia and still carries spiritual importance for modern-day pagans.
Due to the coronavirus pandemic, however, English Heritage—the organization that manages the monument—cancelled the celebrations. In fact, Stonehenge has been closed since March 18, 2020, as the British government introduced measures to combat the coronavirus pandemic.
 
Instead, they provided a livestream of sunset and sunrise at Stonehenge on June 20 and June 21 respectively.
 
My husband and I hopped onto the live feed last night, along with about 50,000 other virtual visitors, to see the sunrise rays stream through the famous Neolithic monument. Unfortunately, the sunrise was masked by clouds. But Stonehenge is beautiful non-the-less, and it was interesting to watch the comments scroll along the live feed. People commented from South Africa, Australia, Brazil, Columbia, and all over Europe, as well as Canada and all points in the United States. Many of the viewers had been to the Summer Solstice celebration in previous years, and hoped they’d be able to attend again in person.
 
Stonehenge was built in three phases between about 3,000 B.C. and 1,600 B.C., and its purpose remains under study. However, it’s known that if you stand in just the right place inside the Stonehenge monument on the day of the northern summer solstice, facing northeast through the entrance towards a rough-hewn stone outside the circle—known as the Heel Stone—as illustrated in the image at the top. 

This huge monolith shows how carefully our ancestors watched the sun. Astronomical observations such as these probably controlled human activities such as the mating of animals, the sowing of crops, and the metering of winter reserves between harvests.
 
While most are not a famous as Stonehenge, similar giant stone monuments and other structures are scattered throughout England, Ireland and Scotland. A predominance of those monuments are aligned with painstaking precision to the rising and setting of the sun.
 
When Stonehenge was first opened to the public, visitors were able to walk among the stones—even climb on them. The stones were roped off in 1977 as a result of serious erosion. Today, visitors to the monument are not permitted to touch the stones, but, if you go, you will be able to walk around the monument from a short distance away. Visitors can also make special bookings to access the stones throughout the year.

Two recently discovered pits have been found at Stonehenge which point to it once being used as a place of worship before the stones were erected. The pits are positioned on celestial alignment at the site and may have contained stones, posts or fires to mark the rising and setting of the sun.
 
An international archaeological survey team found the pits are part of the Stonehenge Hidden Landscapes Project. The team is using geophysical imaging techniques to investigate the site.
It is thought the pits, positioned within the Neolithic Cursus pathway, could have formed a procession route for ancient rituals celebrating the sun moving across the sky at the Midsummer Solstice.
 
Archaeologists also discovered a gap in the northern side of the Cursus, which may have been an entrance and exit point for processions taking place within the pathway. These discoveries hint that the site was already being used as an ancient center of ritual prior to the stones being erected 5,000 years ago. 

While June 21 is the summer solstice in Britain, for Australia and countries in the southern
hemisphere this date marks the winter solstice.
 
In Antarctica, members of the Australian Antarctic Division at the Casey research station marked the winter solstice with a traditional cutting through thick ice and taking a dip in the icy waters beneath. 

​In Canberra, Australia, the winter solstice Nude Charity Swim took place in Lake Burley Griffin on the shortest day of the year.

​Swimmers were accompanied by a bagpipe player as dawn broke. 

​In Northern Arizona, near Sedona, is a site used our Native people to celebrate the Summer Solstice, the V-Bar-V Ranch. Established as a historical site about ten years ago, the V-Bar-V is home to a well-preserved and beautiful petroglyph site, created by the Sinagua Indians sometime between 1150 and 1400 AD.

The photo was taken on location on June 21, first day of the summer solstice.

Marking the passage of time across what is now believed to be a solar calendar or panel­—one of very few worldwide—shadow stones naturally wedged in a rock crevice play light and shadow across the cliff face. The precise times of the vernal equinox and summer solstice, important events for planting and harvesting, are tracked by light and the sun’s transition across the southwestern sky.

No matter how you chose to celebrate (or not), I hope your Solstice was peaceful and full of warmth.

To be a dog.
To awaken each morning
With a smile on my mouth,
And begin my new favorite day.
 
To find fresh messages in the grass and on the trees,
And leave my replies in kind.
To greet each stranger knowing
He will be my next best friend.
 
To know, really know
That if at this moment
The walk I want is not ready to happen,
It will soon. My owner told me!
 
I will walk and I will run,
And root my nose under bushes and logs,
Because it’s today, and
I am a dog.
 
To be a dog is to run with abandon,
A stick in my mouth just because
I am outside, and sticks are outside toys
My master told me this, too.
 
I’ll roll in the dewy grass, and
Listen to the birds sing good morning,
And the butterflies and bugs flit and buzz.
When I catch one, its tastes like I’m on a wild adventure.  
 
To be a dog is to do just what I want to do.
To never notice that I look strange
With a five-foot stick in my mouth.
To not care what I look like.
 
I’ll roll over and over in the muddy turf
At seven in the morning.
The cat will give me her aloof look
That says I’m insane. 
 
But I don’t care.
I’m a dog.
Reckless play is part of my work.
Cat’s just jealous that she doesn’t have a job.
 
I never worry about the musts I must do.
That I must wait for my humans.
That I must wait for a full food dish.
That I must wear soap and take a bath.
 
I’m a dog.
I know there is another tomorrow
For walks and sticks and smells,
Waiting for me beyond that window.
 
~Dedicated to my best friends,
Woody, Sadie and Teak (sorry, Sadie wouldn't pose for this photo op)