I love this time of year, just prior to the summer solstice, when the sun stays out so very long. When the day just strums along like a banjo player, settin' on a front porch, pluckin' a slow, sweet tea-infused tune. Kind of reminds me of this image from the beginning of the "Pirates of the Caribbean" ride at Disneyland, one of my favorite experiences at the park. When night finally comes, it slowly pours in, dappled with indigo-sapphire, glinting fireflies, a lunar reflection on the water.
The Gemini New Moon urges us to make up lyrics to that banjo tune, just for the heck of it. And, while you're at it, stay up until it's dusk and look for the faerie folk in your backyard. Because this time of year allows you to say what you feel, declare your exploration into the worlds of make-believe and craft your own colorwonderful possibilities.
If you've wanted to write some poetry, you should pour yourself right in - but be ready to read it aloud, with all the passion in your soul. Walk in nature and talk with the trees. Tell someone about your guardian angel.
Enjoy this magical, luxuriant time. And whisper to the fireflies.
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