It’s the equinox—the balancing of the earth’s gravity midway between the extremes of light and dark at winter and summer solstice. The day an egg will (supposedly—I haven’t tried this) balance upright on its wider end. Wow. And the full moon. I feel tingly and grateful to be knowing the season, the turn of the wheel. Rituals tonight and tomorrow. Playful time. Makes me wish I had more pastel to wear.
I am a grateful woman. My life is blessed with so much lovely focus. The wheel of the year. Hula. Dance of many sorts. Friends. Community. Enough money. Enough time. Enough love. Health. Fitness. Generosity. Kindness.
I’m glad I became willing enough to learn these things. To develop the woman I never thought I could become. Never. This is a gift. The present. : – )
I am grateful.
