Blessed Solstice, Friends

The sun that rises this morning and sets this evening is just a rippling reflection of the splendor that has always already dawned in your heart. Before you take this inhalation, receive the holy spirit in the stillness between breaths. Now is the hour to pass this flame of love to other candles, other wicks. How? By merely Being. The glow in your chest pervades the galaxies, because what's softest and most gentle fills creation with uncreated silence. Here's the secret, friend: You were here before God said, "Let there be light."