The Autumnal Equinox. Mabon. In my medicine we call this Yin within Yang. The first day of fall and my last day of being forty years old. I entered this past year of my life on a steam engine of pleasure, a year of YES, and I am ending it in quiet contemplation in my little house on the hill. In this year of living I have held myself through ego death and that which I can not control and the gracious mysteries of the ever present unknown. I have danced my way into deeper relationship with my heart, with grief, with love, with the humans I feel so lucky to call mine. I have spent so many mornings wandering these woods with my best girl, so many afternoons with my feet in the dirt or my legs in a lake, and so many evenings soaking in the richness of what my world has provided in the ways I never imagined it could. Contentedness is a free ride and acceptance is a small room. 🍁