Here we are in autumn. A new season is upon us, bringing with it all of the festivities that surround this time of year. It is a time of harvest (after the summer fruits) where we are guided to be grateful for the seeds that have been sewn. Spiritually speaking, it is a time to acknowledge abundance as our natural state of being. And as you do, I would like to suggest the idea of abundance not as a concept of the acquisition of things and of currency, but as a committed spiritual state of already and always having all we need, and BEING right where we are meant to be.
This is also the time of year when the days grow shorter, the nights grow longer, and the dark, as a conceptual and symbolic idea, reigns. From Hallow’s Eve, to Dia de los Muertos, to Celtic Samhain ceremonies, this is the season when tradition after tradition pulls the veil down between life and death so that we can convene with and honor those who’ve left this realm.
Contrary to mainstream and pop culture belief, and also just as a gentle reminder, the dark is not a negative spiritual energy. The dark is the time of inner reflections, of going within and taking inventory of our lives. A time of examining our own inner darkness hiding within us, the shadows. The shadows are there for us to explore and to learn from, so that we can honor every aspect of our journey, and then from it… to reflect, rebalance and recalibrate. Listen to your shadows. Never shoo them away or try to bury them. They have a thing or two to teach us … always.
The good news is that dark is always followed by light. And because of the truth and beauty of impermanence, light will be followed by dark again, and on, and on, as we consciously link our awareness to nature’s cycles, and as the understanding of our own cycles begins to deepen.
The truth of autumn is here. And with it, the strength and resolve in each of us to manifest a powerful, lights off, inward-turning self-excavation, a nurturing of soul, a reaping of the bountiful harvest, and a relaxation into our spiritual state of abundance.
And as autumn moves into winter, and the dark begins to stretch even longer, let us linger for a moment on a beautiful quote by the writer and philosopher Albert Camus: “In the depth of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer.”
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