The Turning Wheel: Honouring the Autumn Equinox
Not all seeds grow in soil—some are intentions, some are truths. On this equinox, I walk the land, give thanks, and listen for the bell that calls us to honour the turning of the year.
Not all seeds grow in soil—some are intentions, some are truths. On this equinox, I walk the land, give thanks, and listen for the bell that calls us to honour the turning of the year.