The Missing Podcast Episode

Are you still missing my recent podcast episode on Tell-2-Show? So do I.
Since weeks I’m about to give another speech and record a new episode for the podcast show I am hosting. But as you can hear (because you cannot hear it), that never happened until date. The days made me tired, my health didn’t to be my best friend along the last weeks and finally, I actually had gone to a Doctor to get professional advise and assist.
A Pharyngitis had caught me up with a hard hand and with this inflammation in the throat, it was absolutely not possible to give a speech.
Along the last days, it went better. Much better, thanks to the kind care of Dottora Christina - I appreciate it, dear Dottora!
But because my voice is still a little bit shattered and is not back on top of its performance yet, I choose this way to get in touch. With everybody who wants to enjoy some pieces of the stories, extracted out of my mind.

The idea for the recent podcast episode came up on that day when summer turned into fall eventually. Equinox.
For only one day in half a year, night and day are equal, coming up with the same length before the darkness slowly getting an advantage onto winter solstice. That’s the time when everything in the world seems to move inwards. It’s the time of harvest and the fruits are signs of new life. But it’s also the time of dying. At the end, the fields will lay empty and gray and the trees are standing naked beneath a deep down hanging sky.

But this year at this time it seems to be a little bit different. That should be the topic of the podcast, titled “Still looking for the Summer?”
Here’s the outline so far I started so far the other day:

Opener: 

Are you still - looking for the summer? Maybe it is a little bit late now, but I understand. For me, it is a little bit the same because we had to wait too long for the sunshine this year.
INTRO
For me these two songs shaping my mood the recent days, both for special reason.
Chris Rea “Looking for the summer” & The Doors “Summer’s almost gone”



Just like the year before it simply took too long until summer came around here in Lisbon. My memory is marked by unbelievable cold and windy days in the weeks of late June and throughout July. All the time I had to “Look for the summer”. And before the middle of August showed up, this searching was a futile thing.
Of course, there were some days with sunshine and heat and that uncomparable blue sky above Lisbon. But real summer means to me some weeks of this in a row. Days filled with light and silent movings of butterflies. Nights, also as warm as they were days in late spring. And sometimes nature refreshing summer rain, that keeps the colors bright and the nature alive.
That’s what I exactly had to miss again this year like last year too.

Now the autumn-equinox is lying behind us. Last Monday had exactly the same length of day as it had of night. With a look into the calendar, this means, summer passed by, the fall appeared. The days should become grayer, the wind is getting colder again, colors become pale. Leafs losing their bright shining green, turning first gold, then yellow and ending up brown. Before they're falling apart from the branches to weave a whispering carpet on the ground.
That’s what we have to expect from the march of the fall when he is the ruler of the season. But these days are fooling him. The sun is my very welcome companion and she is filling the world in the early afternoon with temperatures up to 25°C and sometimes more. It is still summer. And here it is when The Doors are coming into play with this wonderful “Summer’s almost gone”.



Nevertheless, the year is on its march up unto its ending. Last Monday we had to face the last interface on the march into “cold and darkness”. Darkness has overtaken command, from now on the days will be shortener than the nights. But don’t be afraid. The light always returns. As far as we know.

Consider that my outlines never picture the whole stories I wanna tell. Instead of being fixed anchor chains there are more likely floating strings. Strings, where I wander along while storytelling. It’s more about freestyle than fixed rules.
But what I wanted to tell in this episode was something like the following.

As long as the official summer months of July and August appeared and disappeared this year, one could come to the conclusion that the legendary hot summer in Lisbon is nothing but a myth. It’s the same with me if I had not experienced by myself those unbelievable Summer of 2017, which lasted from April up to November. This legendary season was the prediction for me what to expect in the following years. As most of us remember, last year was a disappointment. And this year Summer has been showing up the same way. Until September began. Finally, both, the summer heat and sunshine feeling, did remember where it belongs to. And thus the weather brought days and nights and weeks full of light-filled pleasure.

But there’s a little bit more I wanted to think about loud within my podcast. I remembered the fairy tales, legends, and tales, the myths of the ancients. As they say, our ancestors watched the flow of the year very carefully and tried to fix the outcomes of their observations in signs, patterns, and symbols. One legend I heard about tells that the sign of the cross as a holy one appeared long before it became the symbol of the largest religion that the world knows nowadays.

Our ancestors followed the course of the stars, especially of the sun. Year after year everything was following the same way, again and again. Thus they become aware, when a new season came up on the day of the spring equinox, that this was one of four remarkable points. As the sun moved on on the yearly quest the next one appeared in the middle of the year on the summer solstice. Then followed the third point opposite the first: equinox of fall, followed by the last when it came to the winter solstice. And the last, that was absolutely clear, was lying directly opposite to the second one. Nobody knows who had the idea at first. But one of them drew lines between each opposite point and thus was shown the cross, together with a complete circle, the circle of a whole year, for the very first time.

Is it true? I really don’t know. But if you see a picture of a typical Celtic Cross, this will remind one to the story of developing the cross and the circle.