We spent Summer Solstice at the beach, as was fitting. This season so short, it must be celebrated! The wonderful and wise woman (a mama herself) who is caring for my littles when I'm working these days quickly figured out the answer to my children's sibling strifes before I could even tell her. And that answer is, and always has been, water. Whether it be lake or stream, ocean or river...there's just something magical about the water that somehow literally washes away all troubles and brings them together, somehow altering the shape of the mood and shifting the energy. I've seen it over and over again throughout the years and I can't really explain it except to say that it just is. And I get it. It's a breath of fresh air, a recharge, a shift, that always happens when we gather in or by the water.
Whatever it may be, it surely is a short season of summer around these parts, and I'm ever so glad for the reminder - and another reason - to savor it!
