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~ the longest light, the oldest lesson
When the sun comes up today, it feels earlier.
And it is.
The summer solstice is here. Earth’s tilt begins to pivot again, as it has for billions of years. The longest day, shortest night.
Today/tonight the math reverses.
Across millennia, people noticed. They measured. They marked it. Stonehenge. The pyramids of Giza. Chichen Itza.
And, closer to home, the Majorville Medicine Wheel on the Alberta plains, Canada’s own ancient calendar [ Canada’s Stonehenge ] .
Different continents, same questions. Different tools, same answers.
Long before paper, pencils, or telescopes, before time zones or timepieces, people watched the sky and learned to tell time by light; it was the only thing streaming … every night!
Today, we may know the science, but do we feel the significance?
Have we absorbed what they learned. Not just how, but why?
Ancient civilizations learned to observe this day, built massive structures in its honour, and situated things to do more than tell time …
Yet we breeze past it with coffee in hand.
What’s the lesson?
People without gadgets or Google mapped the cosmos.
They didn’t just chart the sun, they revered it.
Maybe it’s not the tilt we need to study, but our own: how far we’ve tilted away from awe, from patience, from wonder.
The solstice marks a turning point.
So what are we turning toward?
What might we realign, if we paused to feel the light, not just measure it and note the date or time?
Well done, Mark.