Welcome, October.

You arrive with rustling leaves and whispered grace,

a soft turning of the year’s page.

In your golden winds and dreamy colors,

we find space to reflect, to gather warmth,

to walk slowly through mist and memory.

Let your days be poems, your nights be lanterns,

and our hearts open to the beauty of change.

~Mary Gibbs

how will I find my way again?

inquiry for today~ acknowledge your losses and pause…

see the light….

This is a time for straying, for losing one’s way,

for asking new questions. A sacred activism.

A slowing down

that knows enchantment is not in short supply.

~Bayo Akomalafe