Transcript By Bob Kleinheksel
Summer solstice and our fullest earthly tilt toward the sun warm us and guide us in long daylight enjoyment. As children of the sun, we know our ancestors sensed prolonged light and celebrated extended life – for icy darkness would soon return. While we are more sophisticated now, we still stand in awe over the working of our solar system and that we are positioned now in orbit so that we are neither fried nor frozen.
May each here acknowledge – whether in passing thought or creative ritual – a solstice celebration, a feast of fire, a summer Christmas, a time of play or pretending. May we on this long-honored and sacred day, affirm a mystical and beautiful communion with all peoples, ancient and modern, who are touched by the magic of the feast and who gratefully honor the blazing gift of the sun.
In ages past up to these present days, God has been called Father. This has been both helpful and hurtful to many. However, on a day designated for dads, we celebrate the father in us all – that part of masculinity and maleness in the fabric of our thinking, feeling and behaving: The earthly father we share from biological inheritance to archetypal father-figure voices and mentalities we all possess. Here’s to you, Dad, wherever and whoever you are. We/I include you, we/I transcend you, we/I celebrate you, we/I love you.
We recall your place in our lives and your guidance. We acknowledge your mistakes and limitations, your presence and absence. . We value how you helped us ride that bike, that menacing machine of balance – and bandaged our skinned knees. From earliest diaper changes, to making lunches, to walking brides down the aisle . . . dads have been integrally involved. Amen to dads . . . and amen to the dad in us all.
Okay, now we return to that which unifies us all – the awesome connecting and loving power and presence in the universe….the cosmic Christ, God as love, as everything, as everyone, in experience and belief. Let our convictions and questions be esteemed as we now hear the hum and tones of the cosmos. It will reach our ears, our hearts, our nerves, our minds, our hearts. We are open to the amazing wavelengths that draw us together. Call it sound, physics, God – and know that as in the very beginning when creation, fire and love were unleashed into being, it is all very good. To the sounds . . . and to the sound-makers, we are grateful.