It seems like June arrives each year just as I am completely spent from the demands of May. It is ushered in on the cool front of a shower. The sun is not far behind, but it is a gentle sun that brings cheer without the withering heat that will arrive later in the summer.
Refreshing drops of rain fall from the sky, restoring all that is parched and encouraging us to let go of what no longer serves useful. That which falls away leaves a beautiful reminder of all the goodness that life has offered us.
June is the mentor of months, that older woman friend who shares wisdom without judgement. Her gentle touch both soothes the ragged edges of your soul and girds your strength before sending you out into the world to face the realities presented throughout the other months.
Welcome, June. I am so glad to see you.