Celebrating the Longest Day | It's Occurred to Me by Sarah BrassardThe Summer Solstice is the longest day and shortest night of the year, and guides us into the next phase of light. This day of light is sacred to me.  It is considered a significant day in many other cultures and traditions as well. And for anyone in the Northern Hemisphere, regardless of your beliefs, it holds an important meaning: it’s the first day of summer!

One of the most important aspects of nature’s support is the rhythms it sets up in life, like the lullaby of the waves at the beach and the winds in the big skies of the mountains. But the greatest healing rhythm of all is seasonal light. When you follow the instructions of nature in rest and activity, life falls into a beautiful synchronistic dance. It becomes simpler, more efficient and vastly abundant. When we allow nature’s sweet surrender to take part in our lives, we enter into a nurturing partnership that makes it easier to let go of struggle.

Nature holds the antidote to so many discomforts. In a short span of time, the outdoors can soothe a broken heart or illuminate a frustrated mind in ways that words simply can’t. I think the power comes from aligning with something bigger, mysterious and universal. To me, nature represents grace, fellowship and effortless acceptance. Over the years, I’ve learned that many, many people feel the same way.

Summer Solstice is one of those golden times when we get to celebrate this union. Take a moment to reflect on this magical time this Saturday, June 21. Mark it by reflecting on all that nature brings to you, and if it feels right, touch the earth and say thank you.

It’s occurred to me, the better I understand human nature, the more intertwined I feel with Mother Nature.