I need to stop and take a moment to capture today. The date is December 20, 2012. The day before the winter solstice. The day before the world is supposed to end. The day before I fly home after adventuring abroad for 5 months. I’m desperately trying to find a word that describes all of the feelings I have fluttering inside my belly. It’s a mixture of joy, happiness, and excitement as well as an element of fear and apprehension.
The word is Halcyon.
This word keeps appearing and I’d never heard of it until recently. It’s the title of an album and song I currently love listening to. The main lyric in the song’s chorus says “It’s gonna be better.” This, I believe, to be true. But there’s more to it than that. The formal definitions are:
adjective: calm; peaceful; tranquil: halcyon weather.
noun: a mythical bird, usually identified with the kingfisher, said to breed about the time of the winter solstice in a nest floating on the sea, and to have the power of charming winds and waves into calmness.
The bird’s story has roots in greek mythology and supposedly has the ability to calm waves and charm winds while its nest is floating in the sea. How appropriate.
While the world around me feels almost too immense, I need to create my own peace. To charm the winds and calm the waves. I will stay grounded and at ease with my power, guarding my nest no matter what is thrown my way over the course of the next few days. I will fly around the storms. The sea will not rock me.
My own halcyon days lay ahead.