Sunrise and tilting
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| banners marked the gateway |
That cool blue stillness before a midsummer dawn. Mist pouring into the glens, clouds hiding the glow of the dawn
A season abounding in every harvest!
Glen of the ridged and pointed peaks.
Glen of blackberries and sloes and apples.
Glen of the ripening fruit. (1)
I was there to tell stories – and lead ceremonies. So, some 30 of us stood in the early morning light and watched for the sunrise over the hills. Marking the Solstice as a turning point of the year, we used poetry and teachings from different cultures that all mark this day in different ways. More animistic than anything else, our ceremony set out to invite people to reflect on the changing year, to appreciate the wonder of the world around them and to welcome that sense of wonder into themselves.
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| waiting for sunrise, c/o Mike Bolam |
We drew on ancient Irish poetry and modern charms, Anglo-Saxon ideas and Sakha traditions and poetry. Some of our readings are available as a download if you want to read them – or use them for your own events. Download the readings here
We waited for the sunrise. The sun was shy and remained cloud-dressed during our ceremony, but to look away from where the sunrise wasn’t was to see that glory of mist and hills beyond the Multiverse, so we revelled in a morning of beauty
Of course, Sunrise isn’t the actual moment of Solstice. That is the Moment of Maximum Tilt, which called for another celebration later in the day as we reached that pivotal point of the year. Noisier, livelier and altogether more raucous, our Maximum Tilt included a squad of school drummers (thanks, Mat!), a local choir and a harpist, a giant inflatable globe to demonstrate orbits, inclinations and tilts and the whole company walking into an inward spiral and cavorting out again.
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| walking a Tilted spiral, photo c/o Mike Bolam |
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| a local reminder of those other traditions - an altar at Brocolitia Mithraeum |
The Crawick Multiverse Summer Solstice Week contained much more than the Solstice itself, but I wanted to mark the ceremonies – hence this blog. You can find out more about the week as a whole with Crawick’s own posts. On Saturday 24th among picnics and song and poetry readings, there was also an exhibition – "The Power of the Sun in the Greco-Roman World” from the The Baron Thyssen Centre for the Study of Ancient Material Religion to remind us of the lineage of our Solstice celebrations.
Visit this BBC news page for more coverage of the event
Grace of the clover,
Grace of the geese in the loch,
Grace of the gunmetal grey clouds,
Grace of the white clouds that catch the light
from Brodgar - the blessing in our readings
Many thanks to my fellow celebrants:
Graham Harvey, Liudmila Nikanarova, and Stephen Peake
Thanks, too to Mat Clements from Where’s the One, to photographer Mike Bolam (https://www.flickr.com/photos/landscapy/) to the Crawick team for all their enthusiasm, patience and hospitality, to Caroline (from the Crawick) and Kieran (from the OU) for managing the herd of cats that we were, with occasional toads creeping into the mix
And thanks to the singers, musicians, yoga teachers, school children, teachers and all the visitors who made 21st June 2023 so special!
1: the verse pieces are extracts of the readings used during the sunrise ceremony. The full texts of the English readings from this ceremony can be found here
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| beautiful skies, photo c/o Mike Bolam |




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