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Worshipping Mr. Sun

(This post is brought to you by edict of our equally revered Sunflowers.)

The sunflowers tell me that a little sun worship is in order today. Entirely understandable! I can see how the Summer Solstice would the day of ALL days for giant flora whose primary mission is to exalt their hero, Mr. Sun. A little sun worship will therefore involve a bow to their magnificence as well. (Of course. It goes without saying!)

For mere lowly humans such as we, whose lives may not revolve around the sun (but they do!), the sun is mightily important to us as well. Where would we be without Mr. Sun, so shall we begin with the bowing and scraping?


Lustrous diamond, blazing star constant and true. Sol, we adore you.

The Summer Solstice is here. Yay! The sun has taken some real bashing in the past few years about giving us skin damage, but as with everything in life, it’s all about balance.

Gratitude is an amplifier for the abundance in our lives. Yes I know, you may be thinking… It’s the sun’s job to be up there in the sky, keeping me alive! So just do your job, Mr. Sun. I have enough to worry about.

But wait a minute! When we take a few moments in our day to say “thank you” here and there, life starts to feel better. We become more consciously aware of the good, and we feel blessed.

So next time you step outside into sunlight, try this. Stop for a moment, close your eyes, tip your face upward, and feel the blissful warmth on your skin. Think to yourself, Ah, yes… Thank you, Mr. Sun. You are one of the things that I can count on in life to make me feel good.

Shimmering golden gleams of light from heaven’s eye, Sun kisses the Earth.

The enchanting moments of nature have captivated all of us at some time or another. The soft sweet scent of a certain flower and a golden apricot sky at sunset are two very common human pleasures.

Sunlight filtering through the clouds has become a classic symbol of ethereal connection, sometimes in a biblical context. I see the rays as an almost tangible expression of the nurturing star that warms our planet, and my heart lifts in witness to this everyday magic.

Enchantment is in the heart of the beholder, and it is not just found in nature. It’s all around us, every day, but we must have some sense of wonder to see and appreciate it. Enchantment is part of our childhood stories. Why do we give up that idea in adulthood? Is life so serious that we cannot acknowledge and enjoy it in our grown-up lives?

Look for those magical uplifting moments that are all yours and hold them close. Delight in them. Let them be your measuring stick, your inspiration, for what you would like life to feel like more of the time.

Star-struck sunflowers, nothing holds a candle to your idol, The Sun.

If you delude yourself that your sunflowers are impatiently awaiting your arrival in the garden, think again. They have only one thing on their minds, which is, “Where is Mr. Sun now?” Any tiny part you play in their world pales in comparison.

The behavior of sunflowers turning to the sun is called heliotropism. They have a built-in 24-hour tracking system that follows the sun everywhere. They’ve even been known to wait in the field at night with their faces turned to the east, steadfastly waiting for their idol to appear once again. Now that’s adulation!

Burnished swirls of gold, proud ochre orbs draped in grace. Vincent, we’re smitten.

Vincent van Gogh. Millions of art lovers worldwide revere his name and works of art. In these modern times, particularly his sunflower paintings are beloved beyond his wildest dreams.

I love sunflowers, they have long been a favorite, and so Van Gogh feels to me like a kindred spirit. I have painted sunflowers from my garden numerous times. He painted twelve sunflower works in all, between 1887 and 1889.

Van Gogh created some of the paintings especially for a visit of the also (later) famous artist Paul Gauguin. Apparently Vincent proclaimed to his brother Theo that sunflowers would become his artistic signature. Little did he know how true that would be!

Are your eyes tired from all that sunshine? Time to put on your best pair of sunnies and head out to celebrate the Solstice. After all, it IS the longest day of the year, something to be savored. Wishing you a wonderful weekend full of all the good things in life, whatever that means for you. 🙂

© Susan L Hart 2025 / Author website: HartInspirations.com / My eBooks

The writing in this post is excerpted from my ebook Our Beautiful Earth Vol 2. It is available in my ebookstore here.

Reclaiming Ourselves

What humankind builds inevitably crumbles and turns to dust. Nature being centered in some higher power of the universe, quietly takes over and continues in its eternal renewal and expansion. Total human civilizations have been built and destroyed while Nature watches.

Perhaps it is time we took a cue from Nature. We are no longer centered in our eternal natural rhythms; they are being overwritten with man-made programming. We think we own our smart phones, but more often than not, they end up owning us. Next time you’re out in a public place, look around you. Generally speaking, more faces are pointing down towards those tiny screens than are looking up and around at the world.

We are organic beings, not machines, and yet those little screens have quite a scary hold on humankind. Technology has its place and can be very helpful to us, but if Nature teaches us anything, it’s about balance.

How do we reclaim ourselves, so that we can live in balanced harmony with our natural habitat (the Earth) and our machines?



© Susan L Hart 2025

Together

We are bound together by our humanity, and we make sense of life through our stories. Life is mysterious, scary, wonderful, big – replete with challenges, stumbling blocks, triumphs, sorrow and joy – and we feel a deep need to put it into words. As Maya Angelou said, “There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you”.

When the person hearing our story looks in our eyes and nods, we feel that we are coming home, we are understood, the challenges are surmountable, and it will all be alright. We find delight, solace and strength in our shared humanity, and our stories.

© Susan L Hart 2025

On Gardens & Caves

My garden is a refuge for me, a respite from the troubles of the world. Do you have a refuge? Men often call it their “cave” and I will share with you a post from April 2021 (yes, when we were in the thick of the pandemic, and all going crazy.) Finishing with a new poem “Garden”.


Today I tip my hat to the wisdom of men, and one in particular who taught me (with much head bashing on my part) that “caves are sacred”.

Do you have a designated place where you can go to claim a quiet interlude, far away from the fray and anger of the world? Our modern world is always a noisy place, but the volume got turned up full blast in 2020. The mental discouragement and emotional processing of negativity just feel like too much to bear some days.

People often equate the word sacred with church, but have you considered that the term should encompass protecting your own internal landscape? If you do not honor and protect your own peace of mind, if you do not recognize that it comes first and foremost, sooner or later the current craziness of life will take its toll.

If you have not already done so, establish a sacred place where you can find some quiet and cultivate peace within yourself, where you can hear your own voice.

I have noticed that men (at least the ones I have known) are particularly good at this. They call it “going to my cave”. When the big problems feel overwhelming, going to a quiet place and working in solitude on a smaller solvable project allows them a) time to process their thoughts, and b) restores their sense of mastery over their environment. They emerge feeling more in balance.

On a humorous note, a girl friend’s husband emerged from his cave on one of my visits, sporting a T-shirt that read, “What happens in the shop stays in the shop”.

Hmm… It did make me wonder what exorcisms those walls have seen.  🙂


© Susan L Hart 2025

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Dragon

Gossamer faerie,
neon being of lightness,
a fire-breathing fly?

I have yet to personally spot a flaming hot dragonfly. What a beautiful creature! It makes me wonder about the secret world of insects, a mysterious place to which we are seldom privy. Is the dragonfly legendary to the rest of the insects, just as dragons are to humans? A quirky, but interesting question.

The magical dragonfly is a fond girlhood memory of summer for me. Paddling around the lake on sultry afternoons, I loved to watch their iridescent colors flitting among the graceful lily pads. They captivated me. There was a purity and magic about these tiny gossamer creatures. They seemed to be visiting me from some mysterious, unseen faerie world, to which for a few moments I was privy.

Those dragonflies so many years ago were mainly cloaked in cool green and blue hues. Apparently the red ones mainly reside in parts of the world I have not seen yet. I haven’t done much traveling lately. Methinks it is time to go on a red dragon hunt…

Transcend

Beyond strife and grind,
nature reveals the divine,
heaven becomes mine.


© Susan L Hart 2025 / HartInspirations.com / Subscribe for ebook news


My post on Humanity’s Future today: Can Love Change the World? (The Romantic & the Pragmatist speak.)