Living with nature and the seasons is a great gift; if you accept what they bring, one of these gifts is understanding that there is a right time for things and that working with the natural rhythm of the season and its' powers makes life so much easier. It is hard to hermit yourself away and work on that novel over the summer, or say no to loads of social events because you are 'trying to get pregnant' and why should you? There is a time for everything and summer - especially the gorgeous, generously sunny one we have enjoyed in the UK this year - is when you fill up the internal well marked 'friends, fun and sun'.
So why am I here now? Well, despite the media proclamations of an Indian summer, the season has moved on and I feel like I have too. I am ready for autumn and its glories. But first, we have the harvest season. As a child I found the Harvest Festival a bit eerie. Corn dollies and old ladies with tins of fruit for the church hamper. But it is a wonderful pagan festival, at which we say thanks for the bounty the season has brought and the bumper crop the sun has helped create. And part of those thanks should be for the friendships and relationships you have, old and new. Food feeds the body, but relationships feed our very souls and nourish the heart.
So I hope you filled your boots with fun, and your 'friends, fun and sun' well overfloweth. Autumn is the season for inspiration and reflection, for long breaths, walks and a slowing down of the pace. I for one can't wait. And me and my liver are forever grateful we don't live somewhere sunny all year round.