The silence in this space has come from stillness in my life, but rather from the over-abundance of doing-ness. I feel rather like I'm coming up on the homestretch of a long distance endurance race, to be quite honest.
Its been a weird fall. There's no other word for it. Hints of snow, and then weather in the 50's through October. Yesterday it finally snowed. Big puffy flakes that coat the ground. I feel so much more settled. Calmer. With winter truly under way. We shall see what it brings. I always envision winters spent near a fire: knitting, weaving, baking, reading, writing, hibernating. But I look at my calendar and I see workshops and classes, with so little space between them and the office job. So we shall see.
But tonight, I celebrate the Hallows. I burn a fire of spruce roots, and send blessings to those who have passed through the veil between this life and what we call death.
Happy Samhain. Blessing to all souls and all saints.