Samhain

It’s Samhain, summers end, balanced between the Autumnal Equinox and Winter Solstice. Harvest completes and we and the natural world turn in towards the dark time of the year. Barren skeletons of trees dance against the backdrop of grey stormy skies, their fallen leaves rotting into the ground below them as fodder for summers yet to come.

The veil between the worlds is thin, a time for remembrance of all those who have come before and those who have already passed. For we are but a moment in the collective evolution of all of us, the seed from whence future generations of our lineage still grows.

What will we pass on?

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