Fall and winter are my
favorite times of year.
I don’t believe in ghost and
goblins; fairies; gods; angles or devils - but, I do believe in the enchantment
of place and the magic of the seasons.
There is a mystery of nature
that we overlook – that we are unaware of – as we trudge through our daily existence. Constrained by time and appointments and
real and imagined ordeals we wander like zombies from daylight to dark without
ever seeing the sunrise and sunset.
Intelliwench posted on her
blog post-raphaelite – sisterhood the rejuvenation she felt after a vacation on
a Canadian lake.
There is a genie of loci – a
genie of nature that truly exist; but you have to be still and quiet, and in
the right place to see her.
Women, being magical
creatures, are tied to the phases of the moon like the neap and ebb tides. Even when unaware they seem more attuned –
apart of nature then men.
My wife and I celebrate the
solstices and equinox: to us, these are the natural markers of the changes of
the seasons.
As we approach the fall
equinox it is time to step away, if only for a short while, from the pressures
of society. We should find a quiet
place and smell and feel and visualize the change of the season. There
is a different cadence as birds migrate and leaves change color and a cold snap
leaves us chilly in the wind.
It is a time to be aware; a
time to recharge and rejuvenate; and to realize that we also are creatures of
nature.
the Ol'Buzzard
