What? A Full Moon and the Summer Solstice on the same day, Monday, June 20, 2016? Wow.
A day of balance between the two forces: the sun at its peak as the longest day of the year and the moon in its fullness, the coming to fruition. During this period of transition and fullness may we all harbor clear intentions and our most expansive and powerful dreams of living our lives to the fullness.
One view of the sun and moon is the representation of the energies of male and female, and this day of longest sun and fullest moon is a metaphor for balance of these energies in each of us and, we can hope, in the world. I’ve been enjoying balancing energies lately in a number of ways:My thoughtful spouse gave me a piano for my birthday and I’ve been taking lessons. Turns out my teacher has 10 adult students and we meet once a month and have a small recital for each other in her home on her grand piano. The cast of characters, myself included, is worthy of a Fellini or Woody film. To wit: One woman gets up and shouts, “What? I can’t hear you? Well I’m no good anyway I might as well play. I’ll die before I get any good.” Then she stumbles to the piano bench and proceeds to beautifully play an original arrangement that is stunning and moving. Then another student gets to the piano and says it’s the first time in her life she has ever played piano for anyone. In fact, it turns out, there are three of us who have never played in a recital.
When I get up to play and say I’ve never played in a recital I add that I have attended countless recitals for my children. I realize how interesting it is that in my 6th decade I’m now taking the roles of my children when they were young. And playing that simple Beethoven Minuet was thrilling to me. My co-students were kind and listened very carefully making thoughtful comments at the end. The whole evening was as if from from a dream, full of characters, vulnerability, laughter and music filling the room.
The world felt momentarily balanced to me, as we adults took our place learning to play an instrument and recognizing in each other our foibles and challenges at whatever level we practice.
The La Luz trail never ceases to nourish me and remind me of the powerful and balanced forces of nature.
Then there were the birds in perfect harmony flowing together to bed in trees in a field outside of San Miguel de Allende, México. Turns out murmuration is a thing for birds —
flocks, it turns out, are best described with equations of “critical transitions” — systems that are poised to tip, to be almost instantly and completely transformed, like metals becoming magnetized or liquid turning to gas. Each starling in a flock is connected to every other. When a flock turns in unison, it’s a phase transition.
May all our energies be balanced and sensitively connected to each other,