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Over the past week, Democrats have giddily celebrated the ascension of Kamala Harris to the top of the ticket. That’s great, but it doesn’t deal with the issue of elderly leaders in this nation of ours. Maybe the tale of Egil Skallagrimsson, the Viking poet who lived to old age, has something to teach us here.
In this week’s Pagan Community Notes: We are saddened by the news that Lady Pythia crossed the Veil. In other news, a rare lynx species makes a comeback, upcoming events, cicadas, bobbleheads, and more.
There’s something about the solstices that seems to connect with a deep, fundamental part of the human psyche. The solstice is a moment where the world seems to hold its breath, the sun hung motionless overhead or hidden below the horizon, before it dives across the threshold of one side of the year to the other: light to dark and dark to light.
There are a dozen more like this, fractured moments when I realized that other people thought about themselves in a way I didn’t. They noticed things that happened to their bodies and, more terribly, could explain why their emotions were reacting in certain ways or how they had changed over time. I was young when I realized that there was an entire set of internal data that, by circumstance or nature, I struggled to notice and could not fathom how to read.
Although my trip companions think that the driving in Delhi, Dharamsala, and Agra is horrible, and that I’m crazy for even considering driving here, my heart salivates over the opportunity. I think of you and wonder whether you’d be up to renting scooters in Dharamsala or Delhi and taking a turn or two.
Our weekend editor spends time at the 32nd annual St. Louis Pagan Picnic, catching up with friends, meeting new ones, and making music and magic.
