Sun and Sabbatical

The sun came out today, friends:

I’ve said it before, y’all, but ever since I moved north, the sun has become more my beloved than I ever thought possible. Growing up in Texas and Colorado, the sun was ever present – I never thought we could be parted – and I took him for granted, that great golden light. I yearned for rain and midnight and eventide, and while those things still make the top 10 list of numinous moments of bliss and magical rockin’ awesomeness, the sun coming out in the morning after a week of gray skies is really gunning for that number #1 spot on the charts lately.  I’m sure it has nothing to do with the almost unbelievably cold and rainy spring we’ve been experiencing here in the fiercely wild urban midwest.  Snow?  Really?  Mama, I’ve got news for you – Texas needs this rain too…run a little their way, please, and give me a little more time to be washed in morning light.

So this morning I found myself grinning up at the blue blue sky like a madwoman.  Sun, yes!  Sun, hello!  Sun, I missed you!  Vitamin D supplements are indeed a miracle for those of us who need it, but you really can’t beat the real thing.

And we know the real thing when we see it.  Heat and light lamps may imitate the sun, but we know they are not that blazing awe-striking lamp of heaven to whom the human animal has long given praise. O Chariot, O Charioteer.

The warm and good blessing of the sun on my skin has filled my heart full of light and wind and the sounds of bells…and yet…it’s been a busy season, beloveds, and the busy-ness shows no sign of relenting.  Projects abound, and I am thrilled to be involved in each and every one of them.  But something has to give, at least for a little bit, and I find that I have fewer and fewer thoughts and words for PG at the moment.  So, rather than let it lie fallow and untouched with no explanation, I’d prefer to be purposeful about things, and therefore I will be taking a short hiatus from PG the next couple of months. This will allow me to concentrate on these other good projects as well as cultivate a new host of thoughts for this space, not to mention catch up on some real face-time with the Mama and the Beloved in the musings and meanderings of my own personal spiritual journeying. Setting a beginning and end-point for this mini-sabbatical also prevents me from taking as long a break as last time. I’ve every intention of coming back to PG around July, friends and beloveds. It’s a little dance we do, PG and I – the dance of full and fallow, of rich and bare…our own little set of seasons.

In the meantime, y’all, check out the continuing adventures over at No Unsacred Place (where there have been and will continue to be a veritable feast of fantastic posts), and come say hello if you happen to be at Earth Traditions Oasis (where Terra Mysterium will be offering a wealth of spectacular magical entertainment), or PSG this June (where Johnny and I will be staffing our brand new merchant tent venture, Malleus & Mellifera, and presenting a workshop in conjunction with PSG’s Pagan Leadership Institute). And please continue to spread the word about Scarlet Imprint’s second collection of poetry, to be entitled Mandragora and for which I am and will be accepting submissions until October 31st of this year.

And, of course, stay fiercely, beautifully and awesomely wyrd, friends and beloveds, as you are so wont to do. Say hey to the Beloved Sun. Sing joy.

Grok Earth, y’all. Pray without ceasing.