We are entering summer, where the fruits of our labour will be harvested.
I've heard that in Egypt the summer solstice marked the time of the year before the flooding of the Nile, when the flood plains would begin to produce an abundance of food.
In China, summer solstice celebrated the strength power of Yin, female energy, and in Scandinavia it was a time to celebrate fertility and love.
Native Americans believed it to be the time when the earth was most connected to their creator - the sun god.
A common theme across almost all cultures was a recognition that summer solstice represented the middle of the year.
Here in Aotearoa, in this season, where the sun is at its highest, we see abundance all around us.
The flowers are in full blossom, fruit is just starting to ripen, grasses are bursting with seed.
Birds are filling their bellies, and bees are filling their hives.
There is an abundance of light.
This weekend many will be rushing to put the finishing touches on Christmas festivities.
Many others will be reflecting on the tragedies and joys of the past year, with eyes toward the year ahead.
It is beautiful, in the midst of our modern holiday chaos, to pause, like the sun at its highest arc, and recognise that in this moment we are sitting amongst abundance.