Every year I respond to the drum beat of a Solstice ceremony held high in the Santa Cruz mountains where I join 25-40 others in dancing to the Tree of Life and declaring my intent, my commitment, for the next year.
Tall trees, a deep horizon
a meadow with open sky,
where unruffled deer
a communing circle of earnest hearts,
entering ever closely
the domain of their destiny.
sitting in the bounty of the gifts we hold,
for what it is we feel we must offer back
in the grace and gratitude of this fullness.
My own commitment, in this next cycle of the sun, is to hone my inherent, god-given aesthetic intelligence into a powerful instrument of Light.
I offer this commitment for the benefit of all sentient beings, and ask three blessings to guide my way:
May my voice be sourced in Silence.
May my words evoke the magic of original Knowing.
May my images be graced by the catalytic spark of Beauty.
May it be so!