A Midsummer’s Night Awakening

Have you ever suddenly realized something that seems so obvious, so simple that you can’t believe you hadn’t seen it before?  I had a powerful epiphany like that this past Summer Solstice.     

     Summer Solstice, or Midsummer is the longest day of the year.  It is celebrated throughout the world by pagans and non-pagans alike.  The first day of Summer, flowers are in bloom.  Fruits are ripening on the vines.  The new life we witnessed in Spring has grown.

     This Summer Solstice I sat before the altar in reflection.  My thoughts drifted back to the Spring Equinox, the planting of seeds for our garden, the spiritual Seeds of Change Ritual.  I remembered the thought and careful planning that went into the planting of those seeds.  I remembered the intention and visualizations of growth and harvest.  I realized I forgot the most important part, the tending to and maintaining of my seeds of growth.  It was a lesson learned years ago, but fully understood this Sabbat.

     A few years ago I was so excited to plant my first garden.  I had everything ready.  I spent the entire weekend meticulously planting my sprouts, taking pictures, and gazing at the beautiful site in front of me.  I lovingly watched them grow.  Everything was perfect, for awhile.

     Circumstances came up, and neglect crept in.  Before I knew it my beautiful garden became choked with weeds and decay.  It still saddens me that I failed in tending to my seedlings.  My love for them turned to neglect, and I failed to reap their full harvest.

     It seems simple common sense.  Of course if you plant a garden, you must tend to and maintain your plantings to be able to enjoy a bountiful harvest.  But what about our goals, our dreams, our resolutions?  When we commit to making a change, we are planting a seed within ourselves.  We are stating intention and most likely visualizing the result.

     This Spring I planted seeds symbolic of some changes I would like to see within myself.  While the seeds I planted for the garden have been vigorously cared for, I realized my ritual seeds were planted then set aside and forgotten.  They are the same as their physical counterparts.  Tending to my little pot with the seeds of change has become a daily habit now.      

     Are we weeding and nurturing the seeds of change we plant?  Or are we neglecting them while they wither away?  We must tend to and maintain those little internal seedlings daily, just as we tend to our vegetable and herb gardens in the physical realm.

Blessed Be!