One of the blessings of Autumn is its gift of grounded presence. While on one hand we feel lifted up by the vibrant foliage all around us, w

Underneath the blanketing snow, held within the dark soil, seeds quicken...

The darkness is noticeable now.  It is rising, and all that has grown through the light-filled days of spring and summer is now sinking down

The May-pole is up, now give me the cup; I'll drink to the garlands around it; but first unto those whose hands did compose the glory of

Although we may cringe at the thought, there is beauty to be found here in this place of impenetrable darkness and cold.  There is a light d

After the expansive, outwardly focused time of light and warmth I'm craving the balm of darkness where I can settle into my soulscape an