Now we pass into the Autumnal Equinox, or Mabon: the time when the day is as long as the night. The light looks different. There is a different feel in the air. It is a wonderful time well spent in reflection and re-dedication. I love the fall. I love the crisp feel and the cast of the light.
It comes this year at an interesting time: Rosh Hashanah… Eid al Fitr… the New Moon… Michaelmas… each within days of this astronomical shift. Clearly all cultures can agree that this is a special time; one in which we might all pause and notice.
Here in the Northern Hemisphere harvests are coming in and being tucked away for the winter. A cycle is concluding. In Triple Goddess lore the Goddess now passes from Mother to Crone, offering wisdom, healing, and succor to all in need: the pillowy grandmotherly bosom of rest and sanctuary.
Druids observed this time by honoring trees and offering libations to The Green Man of forest lore. This is a special time of year for trees. Watch them and see.
Take a moment to feel the energy in the air. Think of what in your life is ending. What is coming to fruition? What is dying? What is evolving? What wisdom have you gained in the past year? Reflect. What is your personal harvest? Bring in your nets and take account of all you have received. Even in this tough year I’ll bet you are surprised at all you have. And then, after reflection, do something to mark this time. Make a ceremony of your own devise. Meditate. Sage and re-dedicate your house to your family’s well being. Decorate with symbols of harvest. Observe this seasonal shift through your temple or mosque or coven or church. Mark it. Notice it. Feel the Earth rhythm in your energy field. That’s where the magic is.