June at Last
Can we finally have arrived six months into the year at JUNE, anticipating the peak of summer’s glory?
Some claim that summer doesn’t truly start until the elder is in flower. In fact, in the month of June, as many as a dozen species may burst forth from their buds on a single day.
“Come forth into the light of things,” wrote the poet William Wordsworth, “let nature be your teacher.”
The longest day, the summer solstice, falls around June 21-22. Solstice comes from the Latin (sol, sun; sistit, stands). For several days before and after each solstice, the sun appears to stand still in the sky—that is, its noontime elevation does not seem to change.
In ancient times, people used to light fires at this time, when the days began growing shorter—in an attempt to “strengthen” the sun. Similarly, we may be tempted to try to hold on to summer’s ease, to prevent its luxurious pace from slipping out of our grasp.
But fairer or darker, colder or milder, all days in the year say the same thing to the soul: Breathe in life, and give thanks to the Giver.
In June our spirits exult in all the sights and senses around us. They “feast on the abundance of your house, and you give them drink from the river of your delights” wrote the Psalmist (Psalm 36:8).
Carlo Caretto wrote in his Letters in the Desert: “By spirituality, we mean the way of thinking, living, and sanctifying the acts of our lives.”
The month of June says to us: The time to dance in our spirits is now.
“The greatest mistake you can make in life is to be continually fearing that you will make one.” —Ellen Hubbard.
“It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye.” —Antoine de Saint-Exupery.
“After winter comes the summer, after night comes the dawn, and after every storm, there comes clear, open skies.” —Samuel Rutherford.