To the ancient Celts, the two states of twilight each day were considered to be times that were magical, as they were betwixt and between states. Dawn and dusk hold special power and so I have made it a habit to be awake at these times in my life and to honor the sacredness of each. It is at these times when I state intentions or affirmations or prayers for those who are suffering. I also drum up the sun, welcoming the new day and gratitude for the light of the sun. At dusk I honor the journey of the sun that day across the sky with the trust it will return again. At my age, I am grateful for another day.
In the chaos of our world today, I have been hearing messages that state to go deeper into the earth, into nature, to spend more bodily time on the earth. I have spent time this summer mostly barefoot in my backyard, my sanctuary, drumming, dancing, lying upon the earth, feeling Gaia's deep love for me and her gentle embrace. I commune with the fire spirits around the campfire, honor the wisdom of the medicine wheel, I hear the singing of the birds, their many songs, the buzzing of the bees, the gentle caress of the breezes, the beauty of the flowers, the movement of the leaves and the protection of the trees that surround me. And the voice of the river brings solace and cleansing to my soul.
I am ripening, returning closer each day to the earth and sky. And one day, when the ripening is complete, I will leave the vine behind. I will return completely to the earth and my soul/spirit to the stars. And another cycle will be completed with a new one beginning. I am so blessed!
Blessings upon your heart this beautiful day,