Entering Autumn – the Door is round and open…

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Equinox Labyrinth – 22 September 2018

On Saturday sixteen friends and neighbors – Earth Pilgrims, all – gathered here at Lightspring Glen to give thanks for Summer’s blessings and welcome the new season. And as was true for the Barn Christening in June, many more attended in spirit, so we were a lively crowd. As the westering Sun settled gracefully behind the hemlock wood…we were glad for our warm jackets…we shared a meditative walk on the rope labyrinth I’d laid out that morning, a barefoot Spider Woman. Here on the gentle slope of Richardson Hill, the stillness of the Equinox afternoon was softly edged with the stream’s murmuring flow, spilling happily down the waterfall’s cascade at the end of the pond and slip-sliding off through the Glen towards Willow Brook and on to the Susquehanna ten or so stream-miles away.  Continue reading “Entering Autumn – the Door is round and open…”

Emergence…the Renewing Light of 2018

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Morningside Labyrinth…the Path leads on…

In just a few days’ time, the re-birthed Light of Winter Solstice will be a month in its growing, each day now lengthening by a little over one minute. The first New Moon of the year will reign in tomorrow’s daytime sky, the Capricorn New Moon. Holiday celebrations are now tucked away in our memories. Now further days of Winter’s necessary cold and dark invite us to be still, to rest, allowing the forces of renewal to have their restorative effect on us and all of Nature. I take heart from the poet Theodore Roethke who reminds us, “Deep in their roots, the flowers keep the light.” Continue reading “Emergence…the Renewing Light of 2018”

Around every circle…another…

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a favorite sitting spot at the top of the hill

 

Our life is an apprenticeship to the truth that around every circle another can be drawn; that there is no end in nature, but every end is a beginning, and under every deep a lower deep opens.   

~Ralph Waldo Emerson~

After a warm and pleasant Fall that lingered long past its usual departure, the trees have at last surrendered just about all their leaves except for the oaks, always the last holdouts. Here and there these stately beings still offer a swath of bronze and mahogany amidst their neighbors gray and brown trunks. The green world had a season of abundance of berries, fruit, and seed. The acorn crop has been heavy, a bonanza for turkeys and squirrels.  It’s been true of the maples as well, winged seeds twirling to the ground in countless numbers at summer’s end. Continue reading “Around every circle…another…”