The day starts in the dark…making late October mornings seem magical and filled with hope.
Walking in the gardens to empty the ashes, open the hen house and collect kindling as the sun rises on this, my birthday.
And later, a gift arrives from someone I used to share much of my life with…my ex-husband is now very supportive and appreciative of the work I do at Bealtaine.
In fact, Bealtaine Cottage has become a place of healing, whether it be human rifts, environmental devastation or spiritual despair…the energy here takes it all in and rebalances the problem with copious amounts of kindness and compassion, the love of the Great Mother.
And as the morning is illuminated by the late-rising sun, my eldest daughter arrives with a home-made cake. Nothing is better than a cake made with love and good energy…the power of the hands infused into the soul-food!
The cake is vegan and chocolatey and demands a big pot of tea…
And I especially love that my children move with ease between my name and my title, of Mother.
Today I am Colette…my birth name.