Happy Midsummer to you all!
Today is Midsummer’s Eve, which – as an expat – always fills me with a sort of homesick melancholy. In Sweden, the Summer Solstice is a national holiday, whereas here it is a regular work day like any other. This is where Swedes celebrate the longest day of the year, after which darkness slowly starts to encroach on our existence again. The occasion is surrounded in lore and traditions which I would love to delve into more deeply some time. This year, I don’t have time to do more than tell you about one of the most common traditions.
Like other solstice and equinox nights, Midsummer Night’s Eve was thought to be where the lining separating the secular and the mystical worlds was at its thinnest, which meant it was prime time to foresee the future. In Sweden, this is the night that does not reach full darkness. As shadows…
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