To appreciate the wonder and joy of the season, let’s reflect on this magical poem from Robinson Jeffers:
“The things that one grows tired of—O, be sure
They are only foolish artificial things!
Can a bird ever tire of having wings?
And I, so long as life and sense endure,
(Or brief be they!) shall nevermore inure
My heart to the recurrence of the springs,
Of gray dawns, the gracious evenings,
The infinite wheeling stars. A wonder pure
Must ever well within me to behold
Venus decline; or great Orion, whose belt
Is studded with three nails of burning gold,
Ascend the winter heaven. Who never felt
This wondering joy may yet be good or great:
But envy him not: he is not fortunate.”
Wonder and Joy – Robinson Jeffers
Sending deepest blessings to all of my fellow yogis out there. May we refresh ourselves and kindle the flame of compassion, joy and wonder for this holiday so that we be a light for those who most need it.
Happy Solstice!
Kim.
Hi Kim…really enjoy your posts! 👌
As I have been enjoying yours! Lately I feel an urge to pack light and take off – I just have to wait for my husband to get that same urge. 😉
Haha…yes! Ive found that bribes work, like food😂