01/06/2026
In the sun-dappled woods and mountain glens we seek the spirit of the him, the wild man of the woods, the great god Pan. We hear him in the wind, in the rustling leaves, the woodland stream and the screech of the owl. We see him in the sunshine, the fertile earth, the majestic stag and the buzzard circling high above us. We call on him to awaken our wild, untamed spirits, to help us be courageous enough to seek freedom and unfettered joy, to feel our own hearts beating strong as a drum and to fill our lives with passion and beauty. Energy rises within us as the green fire erupts and the sun reaches its zenith on the solstice tide. Eo Pan!
This mosaic of Pan comes from the Hatay Archaeology Museum in Antakya.