18/06/2026
Sunday 21st June. āļø Itās the summer solstice.
The longest day.
The most golden light weāll get all year.
Iām spending it in a circle of my friendās beehives on a patch of land I once cast a spell for, telling the bees our news before we tell anyone else. Thatās actually old beekeeping folklore. š
The first half of the hives get our gratitude for the last six months.
The second half get our intentions for the next.
Then we meet in the centre, say it all out loud, write it down, fold it toward our hearts and set it alight.
You donāt need the bees or the 4am alarm for your version.
Just carve out the time today, pour gratitude into whatās come, and set the intention for the light you want to bring in.
The dog will listen. So will the fish. So will the plant on your windowsill.
Happy solstice, lovelies. See you on the other side of sunrise. āļø