Our Yearly Rebirth

A Solstice Wish

And so, Little Bean, we celebrate your tenth Winter Solstice, a harbinger of your tenth birthday which arrives in a little over a week. Tenth. Double digits.

As always, we celebrate endings and beginnings, we've turned a corner and we stand rooted in place. Balance and harmony arrives and a different chaos ensues. If you believe in such things - if you choose to celebrate Alban Arthan, Dongzhi, Sanghamitta Day, Yalda Night, Yule or just are content with a Blue Christmas - today is yet another chance to reset. To be kinder. To take account. To move outside of yourself.

We connect and cycle, we swirl out of reach and come back home after a time; generations, centuries, of light and dark, then light again. Circles within circles, tighter and tighter until the only circle that matters is you and me and your mother, and the lights from your tenth tree and that moment when the northern pole tilts the furthest from the Sun, and we start it all again. And again. And again.

Starting today.

Remember your place - your remarkable coincidence - on one of 10 to the 24 hunks of rock out of 200 billion galaxies, charging around the Sun at 67,000 miles per hour, and spinning at another 1,040.

And here you are, in the middle of all that uncontained, glorious, infinite stardust distraction, singular and unique.

Here you all are. Here WE all are.

So, how will we spend the first full day of our yearly rebirth? What will you offer the universe today?