It was the best of times, it was the worst of times. I think I read this words somewhere before. It’s today, or around today, that Mabon is celebrated, the second harvest festival. It ties in with the autumn equinox in the Northern Hemisphere. A time of balance before the austerity of winter clothes us.
For those following my intermittent musings on Facebook, Instagram and Twitter (links below) you may have noticed the odd gloomy moan. I am struggling to sort out a few things in my life. Work is exciting, hard-going but not overly rewarding at this present time. As the summer disappears and grey skies take hold, I seem to have followed suit with a less than sunny disposition.
However, things are not bad. And this celebration of Mabon has reminded me just what I have. It has stopped me in my tracks and shown what I can be grateful for. Just as the leaves on the trees will turn gold, my blessings are golden too. I am grateful for all I have. I am not in need of anything at this present moment. There may come a time in the near future when I am in need, just like the cycle of the year moves into winter when food and warmth are scarce. Presently I am content. And I am thankful for that.
I pray that this time of Mabon, there is much that you can be grateful for. And I pray that the winter ahead will not bring too much need.
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