Autumn is a second spring where every leaf is a flower."     

-- Albert Camus  
 

After a hiatus of two months with a lot of personal unraveling on my part (my father passed away after a one and a half month stay at the medical ICU, involving an emergency trip back to India on my part), we are back to our monthly schedule.

It is that time of the year, when one day feels like summer - hot and sultry, while the next morning comes with a nip to it. It is a great reminder that this is a transitional time, a threshold moment, when something is receding, while something else hasn't yet risen above the horizon. Things are a bit unsure, tentative. Like all such liminal moments, it is a time to pause and take note of what is here, what is leaving, and what is just arising.

On Friday, the 23rd, we will do just that. Together as a community, we will take stock of this time period when we haven't met, take stock of the rhythms in our lives, and rhythms of Mother Earth around us. And we will make some gentle observations about where the trajectories of our lives might be leading us as the planet leaves the House of the South - the house of the Midday Sun, of the Medicine Wheel, and begins its journey toward the House of the West - the house of harvest, of sharing and gift giving, and of beginning to think about the long winter ahead. We will do this work using the tools of ritual, writing, movement and sharing.