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Karen M's avatar

I also resonated with this so much. I have an auto-immune disease that doesn't react well to the heat, by Summer Solstice I have crashed and burned. I feel so unlike myself over Summer, I have to remind myself constantly about this greater pattern that you so perfectly describe Sharon. To just sit with it and wait it out. For me here it's the Ravens that go quiet, they are still here, you just don't hear them very much. This week, as the wheel turned again, they 'sang' very loudly - a sound that always brings me back into myself and the world. So primal. It felt like a herald of the coming season, a breath I almost forget I'm holding, released.

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Asha Sanaker's avatar

I also lose the plot in summer, from Solstice until the end of August. I don’t sleep well. I can’t think. If I’m producing, I want it to be physical, though haphazard. I want to move, but lazily. November and December are also a rough patch for me. I want to be getting more still, quieter, but the world wants to celebrate and be clamorous. I feel lost in it all.

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