The Wheel is turning and Autumn is coming… There is an energetic shift, my body felt it. While it is not yet the equinox, I can feel the rhythms changing and turning.
I’m an Autumn child, and have always loved the Autumn season with the crunchy leaves underfoot, the changing colours of Nature, and the very tangible magic in the air. I celebrate Mabon and Samhain, and find the darkening year to carry with it both a beauty and a sadness that can be addictive.
It is the season of pumpkin soup and apple pie, cinnamon pancakes and spiced tea, cuddles with movies and reaping rewards from the past. It is nostalgia, it brings back memories of Equinoxes past and sitting under golden brown canopies while reading. It brings back memories of rituals done during the waning year, to bring harmony, happiness and fruitfulness and of course it brings back that sad feeling that Winter will soon follow with its dark, cold, lonely nights.
There is more to the sadness, however, than just Winter coming. Autumn is a season of change, an inward-turning change, and it carries with it, both pleasure and pain, feast, song and loss.
So I look to the falling leaves and feel that twinge of melancholy accompanied with wonder at the beauty of it all.