I sit here typing this as the sun starts to fade on the last day of spring in total anticipation of a day cloaked in epic significance.
And in some ways it’s all about the timing. The morning sun will rise on the longest day of the year in the middle of a solar cycle that is spectacular in a show of divine light and utter fury. A momentous occasion of epic proportions and I see that imprint in my own life.
I am facing the sun, looking forward to what the dawn brings.
For what Dreams, Midsummer brings?