During autumn, the world spins into a cacophony of color. The trees shed their skins in the how of the winds As we spin circles around the bonfire.
CAULDRON THOUGHTS: The harvest is over, Demeter sinks into mourning, the world takes a long breath…
“Even in dark times the sun will rise and the seasons will turn.” –Yasmine
“Autumn has crept into my soul and made itself at home.” —Yasmine
Body. Mind. Spirit.
Sometimes it’s okay to be part of the crowd.
Joy is a state of mind.
STOP. BREATHE. DREAM.