But seriously, tomorrow is the solstice, and I was thinking about spirit anyway. I was also -while doing the dishes yesterday- thinking about Holly Hunter’s fiery demeanor in the movie Always, so of course, it was on today. And Audrey really got to me the other night while I was watching My Fair Lady, and coincidentally (but not) she is in Always, too.

In Always - which is Spielberg’s remake of A Guy Named Joe - Audrey Hepburn is sort of a guide to Richard Dreyfuss’ character, Pete. Pete, a passed-on pilot, speaks of how the first time he flew a plane when he was alive how easy it seemed, what a hot shot he felt like, and then Audrey’s character brings him back down to the meta-Earthly plane on which they are/aren’t, and says “You think you were alone?”

Then she speaks of spiritus which, she says, means “the divine breath,” or, inspiration. She was talking about the muse. She was talking about spirit guides. She was talking about the Divine. Everything I believe in.

I remember seeing Always in the movie theater a long time ago. I was with Kim, one of my best friends from high school, her old boyfriend and my old boyfriend. I remember that only Always and Ghost made me cry during some pretty frozen times in my life; they both talk about taking it with you.

It.  What is “it”?

“I know now that the love we hold back is the only pain that follows us here.” - Pete in Always.

Here.  Where is “here”?

For now, I am making a guess infused with all faiths. “It” is some thing I know I feel, “here” is someplace I definitely believe in. So tomorrow, the longest day of the year, I’ll be reaching higher than normal and flooding the inbox of the Divine more than usual. I have a lot to be thankful for, but I still so humanly have a lot to ask. It’s not that I think Spiritus ever leaves me, it’s just that I think shadows, sunlight, and moonlight work together a few days a year to show us the magick “here” - we do tend to miss “it” sometimes.

So, my friends, I hope you see. Blessed be.