The Walls are Alive, The Cottage Breathes…

Morning at Bealtaine, infused with tasks and rituals as the hands on the clock move towards midday on this last Thursday of September. There was a full moon last night. This was the true Mabon or Equinox moon, casting light through the trees that surround the cottage, illuminating the landscape, lighting the way. The air remains still and warm, much the same as when I walked through the woodland gardens at twilight last night, making a video as I went. The cottage is immersed in quiet contemplation as I write…yes, these walls are alive and incubate the vibrations of life…