First Fire of the Season
It’s raining a cooling and soaking rain that washes the sages and trees into freshness. The smell of sap is also in the air. The downward turn of energies is upon us. I love Autumn. I lit the first fire in the stove today, complete with copal resin to send a message to the hillside and the rain clouds pressing against the mountain beyond. I’m grateful for the changes in my life, even the dust of the objects and old ideas I am moving out of my life. This is a time of going deeper within, closer to the fire, removing the excess in favor of simplicity, and order.
Hail, Autumn. Bless our passionate efforts with rest and a sigh of relief, and the grace of falling away from what is finished. A deep seat and a cup of tea will be celebration enough.