Soluna Day

I am starting a new tradition for myself, I am going to call it Soluna day. Once every week, this is my second or third week of this tradition I think. It has been very good for my mental health and overall happiness.

Soluna day is my reclaiming of sunday. Every sunday, I will be celebrating Soluna day. Sol for the sun, and luna for the moon. The balance of light and dark, the symbol of change and growth.

The recovering from the week that just ended and preparing for the week ahead.

Instead of giving this day to some god who has done nothing for me, I am giving it back to myself.

It is a day of self care and reflection, a day to reconnect with mother earth and to connect with myself in the depths of my spirit.

It is a day I turn off my notifications, a day that I set down the burdens I carry for a day and let my inner child dance freely.

I am a giver, I love giving and being there for people. But on this day, once a week, I am here for myself only. This day, I allow myself to be selfish. What other people need can wait until tomorrow because this day is my gift to myself.

It is my thanks for all that my body and mind for how they work tirelessly so that I can enjoy each day and experience this life.

It is my thanks to my younger self for all the years she fought to get me to where I am.

It is my thanks to mother nature, the one constant that has never abandoned me. 

It is my thanks to each person along my walk in life who has come and gone, and the valuable lessons and memories they gave me.

It is my thanks to myself, for staying kind even after the horrors I endured throughout my life and for doing the work to build myself back up piece by piece, to never stop growing and wondering, to heal and mend relationships that were broken, and to create new memories.

Though one life is but a moment, we each leave a unique imprint on the universe. Just like how the light of a star long dead can still be seen after it has been gone for thousands of years. The light of a life shines on long after it is gone.

I do spend time wondering about the nature of the universe, the nature of it’s beginning and it’s end. But at the end of the day all I have is the experience.

If there is an afterlife, I will find out when I get there. But for now, I want to enjoy this beautiful painful crazy life I have. I want to get to the end of my life, and be just as proud of myself as I am now of my younger self.

So Soluna Day will be my tradition. This is the third sunday I have celebrated Soluna. It gives me something to look forward to when I am having a hard week, and it refreshes my spirit. Soluna day, the spirit of renewal, of the sun and moon, of the beauty and pain that exists in an eternal dance.

I would not choose to be without the darkness and suffering that exists in this life because it  would mean giving up getting to experience the beauty that is also in this life. One cannot exist without the other, it is the nature of the universe.

It is the sacred balance of beauty and pain, light and darkness, holding hands in an eternal dance.