The smell of wet leaves and dew always reminds me that the Autumnal Equinox or Mabon is not far away. The days are now divided equally between day and night. It’s a time to give thanks to the waning sunlight. This is a time of balance when I enjoy the fruits of my personal harvests. The seeds I planted in spring have now come to fruition. I recognize my successes and let go of the things that did not serve me well the last twelve months. As the Wheel of the year ends, I set my intentions to end terrible relationships. I let go of unhealthy habits or self-destructive beliefs.
twilight rain lingers cooling dark forest shadows the sweet goddess chants a symphony of death dreams... the scent of crushed rose petals © Colleen M. Chesebro