30/07/2025
The first harvest season has arrived earlier than usual this year. A long, dry spring followed by warm weather meant that many crops ripened ahead of time. So while the calendar may tell us Lammas, or Lughnasadh, is yet to arrive, Nature herself has already shifted. And when we live in tune with her rhythms, we begin to feel it too.
There is no fixed date when it comes to the turning of the seasons. The Wheel moves when the land does. Our ancestors didn’t consult calendars; they watched the fields and only once the harvest was safely gathered would they pause to honour and celebrate.
I’ve felt this shift stirring for a couple of weeks now. The quality of the light is softening, the evenings creeping in just a little earlier each day. And while we’re still deep in the richness of the summer, the path ahead is already gently curving toward the dark.
Lughnasadh often slips by unnoticed, perhaps because of the summer holidays. But when we overlook this threshold, autumn can feel like it arrives suddenly, leaving us scrambling to adjust.
Since aligning my life with the rhythm of the seasons, each one has become my favourite with its own medicine. Just as night brings rest, so winter brings reflection. And every harvest, be it literal or metaphorical, offers a moment to pause, to give thanks and to tend the soil and seeds for the next cycle of growth.
Right now, I’m in a space of gentle reflection. I am grateful for what has grown and honest about what hasn’t. Wondering about what I might do differently next year.
So I ask myself:
🌾Are my dreams and intentions from earlier in the year coming to fruition?
🌾 Is the harvest as bountiful as I’d hoped?
🌾 If not, what needs to change in my planting or tending?
🌾 What seeds would I like to save for next year?
🌾 What parts of my harvest can be discarded and what do I need to let go of to create rich soil for next year's growth?
🌾 And, most importantly, what am I deeply grateful for this year?
Summer holidays can be more than a break from routine. They can become a time to honour your harvest while you gather with family and friends, celebrate your growth, and take stock of the journey so far.
With harvest blessings
Monika 💜
