I like a good seasonal ceremony. Although the celebrations of nature are always occurring, I haven’t always been privy to their existence…in so many terms. Yet, I have had my share of seasonal blues. I prepare for hurricane season in Florida. And the last couple of years have brought on more profound seasons of grief.

Astrology isn’t my biggest “go-to”, but I’m aware that Libra season has arrived, and today also marked the Autumn Equinox, or one of the two times in the year we have equal hours of day and night. I lead a Breathwork for Somatic Processing workshop this afternoon in which the intention setting portion was based on this very natural season…the one where we sit, look at the bounty of our toils, examine what has worked on our behalf and what has not (the proverbial separating the wheat from the chaff), and giving thoughts to the days ahead. Today’s session was not about fixing and healing and finding remedies, but rather a time to sit and evaluate. Take a load off after some busy-ness. Invite, allow, and welcome a little balance.

I encouraged them to set a ritual or two around the season, and I will do the same. Will you join me? Seasonal root vegetables are available. They remind of the “Indian Summer” of living in the north. It’s easy for me to get caught up in the smell of the apple orchards at UCONN, my Mom’s apple crisp and mulled cider, and the joy of making pies. Although it seems summer is still here in Tampa, perhaps you might also enjoy bringing a little autumn into your home each evening.

To everything there is a season. A time to work and a time to sleep. A time to gather and a time to release. In this time my intention is to sit somewhere in the middle, neither doing or letting go. Just being.