09/22/2025
As the wheel turns and the sun hangs low, painting the world in the gold of afternoons and the crimson of early sunsets, we gather in spirit. We are the children of the balance, standing at the threshold where light and dark meet as equals.
On this sacred Mabon, may you feel the profound gratitude of the Earth humming beneath your feet. As you walk, may you remember every step is a prayer of thanks for the harvest you have reaped, not just in your garden, but in the fertile soil of your own life.
For the hands that have toiled, may they now rest, knowing your efforts have borne fruit. For the heart that has loved and lost, may it find solace in the releasing, just as the tree releases its leaves with grace, trusting in the cycle. For the mind that has been busy, may it find stillness in the crisp, clean air and the gentle whisper of the coming dark.
May your table, whether set for a feast of many or a simple meal for one, overflow with the abundance of connection. May you taste the sweetness of shared laughter, the warmth of supportive words, and the nourishing love that binds our souls across miles and mediums.
As we give thanks for the light that has nurtured us, let us also bless the approaching darkness. For it is in the dark, quiet soil that seeds rest and dreams take root. May you have the courage to welcome this inward time, to tend the quiet embers of your spirit, and to trust in the unseen growth that happens in the stillness.
Let us offer our gratitude, not as an obligation, but as an offering. An offering for the food that sustains us, the lessons that have shaped us, the community that holds us, and the love that transforms us.
So may it be for you, and for me, and for all of us, woven together in this beautiful, spiraling dance.
A blessed, peaceful, and abundant Mabon to you, dear one. You are a vital part of this harvest.
Love,
Everyone at Runic Apothecary
