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Lee Arden's avatar

Woof, I really relate to "struggling daily against my body’s constant request to stop and sink into the nourishing dark"

(and I have both successfully and unsuccessfully made tempeh, and when it fails it is ASTONISHINGLY gross and stinky... not sure what that does for the metaphor, but sometimes it's like that.)

Moe Bowstern's avatar

I mean tempeh is kinda unnerving when it works! And yes. Having to say no to the body all the time. Woof is right

Mary Rose's avatar

Thank you for that solstice share. Be like tempeh! I love reading your words. Continuing to read after I really should be getting up out of bed felt like staying in the bath a little extra long. Cause I’m just not ready to get out yet. Feels soothing to be in a place you relate to.

Moe Bowstern's avatar

Love that you are staying in bed. And reading this in bed. Happy solstice my buddy

mg's avatar

i sent an attachment to your email.

mg's avatar

SOLSTICE BELLS m. garvey (it has a tune)

Chorus:

Ring the bell of loveliness ring the bells of sorrow

Some were ringing yesterday and more will ring tomorrow

When the days are cold and short and the nights are darkest

When hopes are hanging by a thread and memories are starkest

First a tinkle here and there and then a mighty chiming

Till heard by people everywhere in perfect pitch and timing

They ring from little churches and from every ship at sea

And from the mighty mountaintops wherever folks were free

From every home and nation the message they are bringing

You thought that you could silence us but once again we’re ringing.

In the days we were enslaved their music was forbidden

Their brass and silver melted down but many had been hidden

Under stones and inside walls where tyrannies abounded

But mostly in those hearts who still remembered how they sounded

A cost was paid to bring them back a cost that some paid dearly

Some could see it not at all and some could see it clearly.

But all can join in joyful hope and greet each other well

And send their best good wishes with the ring of every bell

That crops will grow that peace will hold that every child be healthy

That all will prosper in this year the humble and the wealthy

That weather will be clement and the ground will not be shaken

That freedom will return to all from whom it has been taken

mg's avatar

p.s. a little girl I tutor assumed I celebrated Hanukkah and asked if I was ready for it. I said I certainly am and it is such a beautiful series of days and beautiful lights and being of good cheer etc. So I now feel I must culturally appropriate and celebrate in sort of an Irish Catholic way. So Happy Hannukah..however it is spelled and spread good cheer to all. Too much gloom in the world.

Moe Bowstern's avatar

Oh Mary!! Thank you. Cant wait to hear the tune and sing this. Do you have a recording you can share or can you send a voice mail or voice memo? Agree too much gloom and thank you for the way you shine