Trying to Remember the Balance

"Whether you feel welcome or unwelcome

comfortable or uncomfortable"

Something about how we choose to worship.

Cooperation not competition, recognition and acceptance. 

I cant remember the rest,
I cant remember anything anymore. 

It is all only now.

Trying to remember the balance. Equinox was so long ago.

A life was so long ago now and yet always and all ways still present.

A year ago we honored our brother
then a year transitioned.
She foretold
what we knew and it is
this year since then
it has all unfolded.

But also all of the endings.
Leaping forward to the ending as we leaped up toward the Spring.

And as we will again.
There will be another season, another day and night, more stars.

Balance will return as it always does. 

From this side of the season,
the day before our Samhain ritual and after a strangely stormy Hallow's Eve,
the light is much more angled and swift in its travels across the sky.

I drift not fully aware of days or time.
Weather has been alternatively hot or cold, very dry or very wet.

This morning there was frost
but still some flowers in the garden. 

Trying to remember the balance,
Balanced or unbalanced, 

always welcome.

Written then:

there are no notes to write.

we are in the drift.

gentle gentle gentle.

all there is
is love.

being present
here now

pictures say it all

gentle completeness
easy easy easy

no-bra easy

baby dog easy

sweet breakfast cake easy

may it all be easy

It is better to light a candle than to curse the darkness.

There are many pictures and they tell a huge story summed up here with more to come.