Unity of being. Fundamental harmony. A vow sealed from the heart and with the heart.

The Solstice does not ask us to believe the same thing. It asks us to remember the same movement. That after the longest night, the light returns. That the world is renewed not by force, but with trust. That love, embodied and awake, is the oldest ritual of all.

return me to the place where only Love is real, where I remember I am made of You, held by You, and never apart from you.

Sleep is not the absence of consciousness. Sleep is a passage. Wakefulness is not its guarantee. Waking is a veil. Somewhere between the two, your true vision opens.