Walking around the lake today with Mavis her last post op appointment at the vets.
Everything is fine.
Although she’s developed that dog planking thing they do when approaching the vets door and suddenly realizing where they are.
Accompanied with a hysterical bark far too loud for such a tiny dog.
To reassure her I she isn’t staying as we leave i fuss her then walk her across the lake to Jeff’s garage were I’ve left my car.
The lake has outdoor gym equipment surrounded by visiting Canadian geese basking in September sunshine
Middle aged men in office attire attempt to lift themselves pulling and pushing at lime green bars casually walking away after failed out of breath attempts.
I sit on a bench watching mams with kids chase balls dogs and toddlers on scooters dropping quavers and melting ice creams .
Get down, and be careful echos in the warm breeze.
As the mothers smile but silently count down the days to back to school.
Men sit fishing eyes closed multiple rods balenced on stands beside them. Plastic sandwich boxes and flasks of tea
Bright red Rowen berries sicamore seeds and blackberries whisper of autumn and the wheel of the year begining to turn.
I love this time of year.
So many shades of green
I feel so very blessed to live here in Wales
There is truly no where else so beautiful
I am grateful every day.
The wheel turns. Autumn equinox.
Persephone returns to Hades in the underworld.
The trees are showing just a hint of autumn colours. This is my favorite time of year.
A quiet ritual for me this year. Sunday afternoon roam.up the valley a quiet spot where I can call to my goddess Hekate of land sea and sky.
A beautiful liminal place. It’s been a hard month and today I was reminded how beautiful life is even at times when things are hard.
The sun shone as we walked through beautiful fields still graced with.wild flowers.
I never tier of living here in Wales and there is always something new to take my breath away.
Today it was the irredesent turquoise blues of a huge dragonfly colours that would make any marmaid envious.
I don’t believe there are many problems that a walk on a mountain can’t bring clarity too.
So as the nights begins to draw in.
Nature shows us that balance is a transition point. It’s a tool. It’s a pathway to something else. It’s not the goal. If balance serves you, then wonderful.
It’s a pathway to something else. It’s not the goal.
But if balance doesn’t serve you, whether because you’re immersed in something that’s really fulfilling or because you’re stuck in something that isn’t, you don’t need feel like you have to criticize yourself.
The signs are all around. We can allow the leaves to fall, the plates to fall, and the learnings to nest as we enter a new season of growth.
May it be a season for practicing presence and discovering what balance means to you
Blessed be. ♥️