The autumn continues to progress through it’s mellow display of earthy colours.
Tomorrow is the Equinox and the beginning of the descent towards midwinter.
The time of year denotes the slowing down of all that is life as we know it.
Time to sort out the winter woolies and hang the heavy curtains to keep out the drafts.
One of the big tasks I have lined up here at Bealtaine Cottage is the coppicing of the majority of the trees that were planted eight years ago, in the first flush of restoring the fertility of the land.
Trees are one of the most important connections we have to the Divine, embodying the sacred fertility that anchors us all on this planet.
Where trees grow, life is abundant…without them we are bereft of all that makes life comfortable and good.
One of the great delights of the shorter days is the ritual lighting of the stove and the chance to sit around the fire and enjoy the scent of woodsmoke on the air.
There are few pleasures in life quite so comforting.
From this point in time the autumn will wend its way through to Samhain and evolve into the dark depths of winter, finally rising towards the light in the deep midwinter, a time of renewal, hope and promise.
Life is cyclical.
The builders of Stonehenge and Newgrange knew all about that.