And so, today, with the turning of the wheel of the year, another season begins, another cycle commences.
I love all the seasons, each season has its special thing about it.
I love Autumn for its colours, its scents, and what I associate it with.
Soon the first rains will fall from the sky (and the emanating petrichor), as will the orange, red, brown and gold tree leaves falling to the ground.
And I cannot think of nothing better than getting home, changing to comfy clothes, preparing some hot tea, grabbing a book or a good movie, a blanket, and going for a lovely “couching” session, while listening to the rain outside. Soooo relaxing!
As you know, the end of Summer and the beginning of Autumn is associated with harvesting, of ripping what you’ve sown. Something usually done as a community (or, at least, with the help of family and friends) – at least in Góis (Portugal) it is a bit like that.
How can you celebrate such an event?
Think of growth, maturity, change, and how magical that is. Think of apples, pears, corn, grapes, and so on.
You may want to celebrate (by yourself or even over dinner, even if you’re the only one in the know) by adding cornbread, apple pie, pear cake, wine or grape juice… You get the point.
Whatever you choose to do, have fun while doing it. Otherwise, you won’t be celebrating at all.