Enchantment on the Last Day of November

There was always understood to be a contract between the people and the land.  This reminder formed the words as I walked the woodland sanctuary, on this last day of November. The leaf-covered earth I walked upon reminded me of that sacred contract, one long since forgotten by humankind. From the sacred well flows the life-giving force of the Otherworld. All the ancient races of the Earth understood this. The contract was broken by those who nurtured a greed for more and more wealth. This continues today and is the reason why Mother Earth has been brought to the edge of…