Figuring out the right day for solstice this year was hard, it could have gone either way. It could have been December 20 going into December 21, or December 21 going into December 22. I decided since both nights are almost exactly the same length that I could pick the one the worked best for me.
I have a day job now, started a few months ago. Taking two days off would have been difficult, but just one day I can manage. I could have probably done it without taking a day off if I was doing the ritual the way I normally do, staying up all night, tending a fire in my backyard ritual area. However this year I’ve decided to do something I have been wanting to do for a decade. I’m going to watch the first sunrise of the year from a beach on the east coast.
I’m not going to have to find the perfect spot in my yard, where I can see around my neighbors houses to maybe possibly see the sun. Even then, it is at least an hour after official sunrise before I get my first glimpse at the fresh new sun. I’m not going to have to worry about what my neighbors think as I stand out in the front yard, holding a candle and singing the Beatles “Here Comes the Sun” at 7 a.m.
This year, I’m going to see the sun the moment it comes up, I’ll see the first perfect rays hitting the water, I will be the first person touched by the sun. I’m so excited to be doing this!
Today before work and during breaks I have been getting everything ready. I made some neat sun swirl sugar cookies flavored with orange juice for the ritual tomorrow morning. I have winter wassel and rum for libation. I have a basket full of candles, tarot cards, tissue paper and pens. I’m almost packed, I even brought a bathing suit, because it’s supposed to be 65 degrees tomorrow!
Last year my solstice night was horrible and lonely, and this year has been hard. Maybe those two things have nothing to do with each other, maybe they do. Either way, I want to start this year right. If I cry tonight, this time they will be tears of joy!