Solstice!

I sit with the solstice today, this day the light returns. It is still dark, and the rain comes down, and though I am up, my eyes lean to close. Why are we up, ask my eyes and the light? Because I must know, must feel this shift from darkness to light. It feels important to me to know what causes the salmon to return to the stream, what causes my body to stream toward days of light, like pocket knives ready to slice a piece off a hunk of cheese to share, and, yet, despite all this, I think I may hop back in bed and absorb the returning light from where it is warm and snuggly. I can greet the light there with one candle, and not this incandescent blaze. That feels right. Back to bed I go, to snuggle in my light, warm, and light enough, for now.