A wise shaman once told me how, on the summer solstice, to set your intentions for the rest of the year. So I strapped on my fingered-hands and wrote a note to the goddess, wrapped it in fresh basil and red ribbon. My wish is my own, but you can burn or bury yours with this prayer, “Today I let go of the past and invite the blessings of the Universe.”
(And then I fell into the basil pot.
I am pretty sure the plant will revive.
Another solstice wish.)