Autumn is my season….the colors suit my being, as the browns, greens, golds, burnt oranges and fiery reds mirror my hair and eyes and part of my nature. My body comes alive in the cooler temperatures. My senses are heightened by the sharpness of the trees’ colors, the fermenting smell of apples that have fallen along roadsides and paths, the wind that rustles the leaves, the taste of fall squashes, the crunch of fresh apples, the feel of soft wool underclothes and warm sweaters against my skin.  All invigorates my being with a pulsing energy.

Wood piles awaiting stacking.

It is a time to stack wood in preparation for the coming winter, to preserve the summer’s bounty in freezer and jars. To switch out the bathing suits and summer clothes for the  winter gear. Boots, mittens, hats, scarves come out of their cedar infused boxes. The winter wardrobe requires more space in closets and drawers. Flannel sheets replace the cotton and wool rugs are unrolled to cover the planks of the wood floors. The heavier curtains are hung to keep the coming icy air at bay. Slippers cover once bare feet indoors though I am still taking barefoot walks for as long as my feet can handle it. Not much longer as the ground begins its freeze.

There is a part of me that thrives on this intentional shift, the gearing up for the winter. I look forward to the darkening days, where the long evenings of quiet sitting by the fire with books and crafts on my lap. Time to turn from the sewing machine to hand stitching and knitting. Easy projects that do not engage my mind, rather my hands while my spirit soars.

We are on the cusp of the new age, the time of love returning. All that we have held deep within our hearts that has been so battered and bruised, may now come out to be felt. Our weary hearts are called to open anew and hold our banners high of dreams so beautiful that our eyes blink at the intensity of color and form. Love that the little ones know, they shine it out of eyes that sparkle and smiles that light up the room. I am so blessed to be with two grandchildren who emanate this new lovelight in every moment. They refuel me, infuse me with their joy.

The book of love is now open. It has been hidden so deep within as we navigated this world of duality. Now all returns to unity. To oneness and sovereignty. We stand whole and true and our radiance calls to us all that wishes to play in this new loveland.

It is time to shake off the weight of the past, to bless and forgive the sorrows, to don new garments of light. Imagine new flowers and plants, new animals and skies. Imagine our bodies radiant and flowing. Oh my, there is so much ahead. As we turn on our heartlights to high beam, we will find our way to loveland. We will light up one another’s hearts and fill the chalices of our being. This is our work, this is our play, this is our truth. To live in love with everything and everyone. Yes, we can do this!