Just as you’ve recovered from your solstice hangover, here comes St. John’s Eve!
You can thank the Romans. They’re the ones who designated June 24 the summer solstice – hence, the discrepancy between the longest day (June 21) and Midsummer. The Romans gave us roads, aqueducts, and a legacy of midsummer debauchery. Why split hairs?
Later, as was so often the case with the placement of religious holidays, the Church figured out it had the highest probability of winning friends and influencing people if it diverted the stream of paganism, rather than outright dam(n) it. To this end, June 24 became the Feast Day of St. John. This worked out very nicely indeed, since St. Luke implies the birth of John the Baptist occurred six months before that of Jesus. Which reminds us: only 185 shopping days until Christmas!
On the eve of St. John’s nativity (observed), the night of June 23, good Christians celebrate as only reformed pagans can, with an understanding that everyone will be up to fulfill their religious obligations on the morrow. What happens on St. John’s Eve stays on St. John’s Eve.
For tonight, it will be a time for harvesting St. John’s Wort, with its miraculous healing powers. It will be a time for seeking the fern flower, which can bring good fortune, wealth, and the ability to understand animal speech. It will be a time for the lighting of bonfires against evil spirits, and even dragons, which roam the earth, as the sun again pursues a southerly course. And it will be a time when witches are believed to rendezvous with powerful forces, such as the Slavic demon Chernobog, who emerges from the Bald Mountain at the climax of Disney’s “Fantasia.” (Erroneously, the narrator, Deems Taylor, claims that it’s Walpurgis Night.)
Leaping over a bonfire is seen as a surety of prosperity and good luck. Not to light a bonfire is seen as offering up one’s own house for destruction by fire. The bigger the fire, the further at bay are kept evil spirits. The further the evil spirits, the better guarantee of a good harvest.
So get out there and cavort heartily under a strawberry moon!
Chernobog loves strawberry.
Leopold Stokowski conducts the Philadelphia Orchestra in this Disney showstopper by Modest Mussorgsky:
http://www.cornel1801.com/disney/Fantasia-1940/film8.html
Happy St. John’s Eve!


