Have you noticed the abundance of acorns this autumn? They are dropping from local trees like shrapnel when I pass underneath. I've been wondering what this might mean, according to folklore and in spiritual terms other than Mother Earth literally firing at me!
Most people love autumn for its colour, for the glorious show nature brings. Perhaps you are driven by the colour orange, empowered by its yellow ochres, enhanced by dark backgrounds as the foliage dies back to reveal naked earth. All colours have value. Autumn, or WEST » direction on my medicine wheel, has its own.
I'm back from two weeks by the sea in Cornwall, the home of my mother's biological family and where I feel most able to relax.
I started out this break with a little ritual as my mother's funeral was two days before the trip. I cast two chrysanthemum flowers I had saved from the funeral bouquet into the sea. That was my personal spiritual ceremony to bring her soul home to where she was happiest too.