Find yourself in a place where you can witness the fullness of early summer's establishment—perhaps where wildflowers have claimed their territory, or where trees have settled into their leafy abundance. Sit with your back against something that has roots: a living tree, a stone that has rested in earth for ages, or simply upon the ground itself. Let your hands rest open upon your thighs, palms receiving whatever the air offers. Feel how the world around you has found its rhythm now, how June's energy has moved from the rushing urgency of spring into something more settled, more sure of itself.

Today we work with the deepening energies of established summer and the emotional currents of nostalgic longing and empowered presence that flow through us like ancient rivers finding their way back to the sea.

Màthair na Talmhainn, thoir dhomh cuimhneMother of Earth, give me memory

Air na h-amannan a dh'fhalbhOf the times that have passed

Agus neart airson an là an-diughAnd strength for today

Ann an gaol do shìorraidheachdIn love of your eternity

Place both hands upon your heart, feeling the rhythm that connects you to all who have walked this earth before and all who will come after. Feel the pulse that has beaten in countless chests, the same life force that moves through ancient oak and newborn fern. On this third day of June, as the world settles deeper into summer's embrace, we acknowledge the nostalgic currents that carry us backward to what was beautiful, and the empowered presence that calls us forward into what we are becoming.

Ann an cuimhne nan làithean bòidheachIn memory of beautiful days

Tha mo chridhe a' seinnMy heart sings

Breathe deeply the air of this June morning, rich with the scent of established growth. Notice how the light falls differently now than it did in spring's tentative emergence or winter's sharp clarity. This is the light of fulfillment, of promises being kept, of things growing into their intended form. Yet within this abundance, feel the gentle pull of nostalgic memory—the way this June light reminds you of other Junes, other summers when you were different yet somehow the same.

Your nostalgic feelings are not weakness or inability to be present. They are the earth's own memory expressing through your human heart. Just as the oak remembers in its rings every summer that has shaped it, just as the soil holds the memory of every leaf that has returned to feed new growth, you carry within you the accumulated wisdom of every beautiful moment you have experienced.

Tha mi a' cuimhneachadhI am remembering

Mar a chuimhnicheas a' chrann gach bliadhnaAs the tree remembers each year

Feel how this remembering, rather than weakening you, becomes a source of power. Each memory of love, of beauty, of moments when you felt truly alive becomes a root system feeding your present strength. Your nostalgic longing is not for what is lost but for what is eternal—the golden thread of aliveness that runs through all your experiences, connecting who you were with who you are becoming.

And rising from this remembered strength, feel the empowered presence that is your birthright. This is not the brittle power that demands control, but the steady power of a mountain that knows its place, of a river that knows its course. You are empowered not because you can force outcomes, but because you belong here, in this moment, in this life, as surely as the oak belongs in its grove.

Sìos gu bun-stèidh mo chumhachdDown to the foundation of my power

Far am faigh mi mo fhìor ainmWhere I find my true name

Descend now with your awareness into the deep places where memory and power converge like underground streams meeting in hidden caverns. See yourself as a great tree whose crown reaches toward today's sky while its roots drink from the aquifer of all your experiences.

Your nostalgic feelings draw you down into these root systems, into the dark, rich places where every love you have known, every moment of beauty you have witnessed, every time you felt truly yourself continues to nourish your growth. This is not the nostalgia that abandons the present for the past, but the sacred remembering that recognizes the eternal patterns: how love always returns in new forms, how beauty always finds new expressions, how your essential self persists through every change.

Tha a' Mhàthair ag innse dhomhThe Mother is telling me

Gu bheil mi cumhachdachThat I am powerful

From this remembering rises your authentic power—not the power to control or dominate, but the power to participate fully in the great conversation between earth and sky, between what was and what is becoming. Feel this empowerment flowing up from your roots like sap rising in spring, carrying with it the nutrients of every experience that has shaped you.

Your power lies not in forgetting the past but in understanding how it feeds the present moment. Every tear you have shed waters the ground of your compassion. Every joy you have known becomes the sunlight that helps others grow. Every challenge you have faced deepens the root system that now supports not just your own life but your ability to shelter others.

Tha mi nam chrann naomhI am a sacred tree

A' ceangal talmhainn is nèimhConnecting earth and heaven

Let the Mother's healing power flow through this recognition. You are not powerful despite your sensitivity to beauty and loss—you are powerful because of it. Your nostalgic heart proves your capacity for deep love. Your empowered presence grows from your willingness to remain open to life's fullness, both joy and sorrow, both memory and possibility.

Feel yourself rooted in the eternal yet reaching toward the new, drawing strength from what has been beautiful while extending that beauty into what is coming. This is the sacred work of being human: to be the place where memory and hope meet, where the past's wisdom meets the future's potential.

Dè an neart a fhuair thuWhat strength did you receive

Bho na seann sgeulachdan?From the old stories?

Take a moment to contemplate:

How does honoring your nostalgic feelings as sacred memory rather than as inability to be present change your relationship with longing for the past? What would it mean to understand your empowered presence as arising not from forgetting what was beautiful, but from carrying its essence forward into new expressions?

Beannachd na cuimhne ortThe blessing of memory upon you

Beannachd na cumhachd fhìorThe blessing of true power

Gun fhàs thu mar chrann naomhMay you grow as a sacred tree

A' toirt bheatha do'n t-saoghalGiving life to the world

May you carry with you the understanding that your nostalgic heart and your empowered presence are not opposites but partners in the dance of becoming. May you draw strength from every beautiful thing you have ever known while offering that beauty forward as gift to the world.

Go rooted and reaching, beloved child of Earth. The Mother's eternal love flows through your remembering and your becoming.

Slàn gu bràthFarewell forever (until we meet again)