Like ghosts—there to be observed or ignored—several important holidays passed through our world in the last few days.
The first was the summer solstice, which marks the longest day of the year and the warm season emerging. A lovely passage. On this day there was, cosmically, a ripe full moon, just as ripe as the many ears of corn that showed up to my house on summer-solstice eve, brought for the grill by all my friends—along with other good fare like bean salad and French onion dip—to celebrate the day and the season.
The second was Go Skateboarding Day. I’m not exactly sure what the origin of this holiday is—maybe just a marketing ploy cooked up by some companies? Still, the intention is nice, and meaning is all I try take away from any holiday, anyway. Last year, Go Skate Day was action packed, but this year, what I did was work all day and then skate one of my favorite ramps in the late sunshine. A few buds. Some beers. It was, as they say, mellow.
Of course, we don’t need holidays to eat, drink and do special stuff—life is reason enough. But then again, there’s something to be said for ritual and how it grounds you and keeps you present. That’s just my opinion, mind you.
*This was not a make, but life ain’t all makes, now is it?