Between Lughnasadh and Mabon
Under our care, I watch as the natural world flourishes around me outside our house. Even halfway to Equinox, I see life blossoming - though the light is dying and life's affairs are taking their course.
After I hastily harvested all the lemons months ago there are now some maturing. And citrus trees, bless their little hearts will flower all year round.
Lugh has blessed me these many weeks. But as Mabon and the anniversary of this publication approaches, I encourage you to go make an offering to the trees- be they real or figurative in your world. The worlds, in micro and macro, they are turning, changing and transforming--with no energy ever truly lost or gained.