The Wheel rolls more, and Autumn returns. Cooler the rain; the Sun lower burns. The coloring leaves presage the Year: all things move into harvest’s sphere. I vow to savor fruits first picked; nor into grief shall I be tricked. I vow to offer what once I spurred, and face the Turning reassured.   – Celebrating the Seasons of Life, Ashleen O’Gaea   This week we are halfway between Midsummer Solstice and Autumn Equinox*, another opportunity to celebrate the seasons of life! Now is a time to begin to take in and process [...read more...]