
21/03/2025
Yesterday was the autumn equinox, the point of balance between the light and dark. I've not been getting out into nature much recently with the birth of my son 6 weeks ago, life stripping back to the basics of making sure we are fed, one or two chores and lots of time nursing and connecting with this fresh little being. As he gets a little older, and I am getting more confident with this mothering business, we're starting to venture out more.
Today we made it to our local creek and I marked the equinox as I like to do, with a nature mandala. This practice connects me to deeper parts of myself and also to the turning of the seasons. Did my son wake up and want to get out of the carrier straight afterwards, just as we began to get rained on? Of course. I did my best to stay connected to the wildness of the raindrops on my face as I covered my little one and dashed home.
Last year I held a picnic on 'stories of summer' and I was happy that everyone that attended were dear friends, even though I made it a public event. The more the years roll by, one equinox or solstice after the next, I am grateful for this page that was born out of the pandemic and never quite reached real 'business ' status. I see it more these days as a way to offer these practices and connect with others who feel called to bring ritual, community and nature into their lives. When I run a workshop, it's as much for me as for those who attend.
As the year dips towards cooler weather and longer nights, I hope to reconnect with these parts of myself also. Thank you for being a kindred spirit in this. It gives me hope for the world.
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