The start of summer feels sad to me now. Though the light peaks today, seasons come and go so fast that solstice signals the imminent approach of darkness to me. Summer seems almost over just as it is beginning. What a gloomy perception! Whatever is wrong with me that rather than enjoying the light I am already dreading the dark to come? Not even the first bloom of our waterlily could shake this dreary feeling. Clearly something needs to change inside of me but how do I make that happen?