Imperfectly Welcoming Autumn Equinox
Making space for messy rituals (and some poems)
Everyone’s autumn is a singular autumn, and each autumn is collectively experienced.
This is the complexity of our human experience. That we are singularly and collectively experiencing each day, each week, each month; each season.
For the majority of my autumns I have said to myself: “I need to do an equino…
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