Thursday, September 22, 2005
....whereby as of 6:23 this very evening, night and day become equal and Fall began.
My favorite season, Autumn feels fresh and more like New Year than New Year itself, where everything is possible: love, serenity, spiritual fitness, birth and healing from grief.
Surely much rests in the old school year calendar that still permeates such thought patterns as beginning anew each September. It's the opportunity to start with a clean slate and to be closer to what one is aiming for.
As I head into my fourth year of marriage and my first year of motherhood, with relationship certainly at the heart of things, I feel invigorated and glad of the New Year's gracious granting of both dark & light, equally weighed and measured. To step into the darkness, to let it wash over us with the belief that light will come and do same is a leap of faith we must take again, again, again, our pumpkin prayer to the Universe that Home, Hope, Hello be both mine, and yours.
Blessings this night on all our houses, that they be homes.
Posted by Ms. Booty Homemaker