Finding equilibrium in autumn
The shadows have lengthened, the trees are letting the last of their auburn leaves fall away, and we sense a deepening stillness in the Cotswolds. The air is suffused with a curious mixture of loss and reverence. With the passing of Samhain in the way-back-when, we would store our precious food reserves for winter. Now, we store our inner reserves in ways we barely notice. We stay indoors a little more, we go to bed a little earlier, we move a little slower.