
The custom of naming full moons to mark the passage of the seasons appeals to me. It is a practice available to anyone in deep relationship with the land beneath their feet, anyone who knows by direct observation when the days lengthen, when the berries ripen, and when the cold winds come where they live.
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Rotting Silver is a column devoted to this Earth in all its tarnished radiance: poetry, prose, and parables of ugliness alloyed with joy.
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Except perhaps for the Winter Solstice, Samhain is the most meaningful holiday of the year to me. The gratitude for our Ancestors pervades my life and helps guide my actions, as many familiar with my posts already knows. So I…
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In modern times, the Fall Equinox is a time when summer vacations are ending and school is beginning. Communities that were parted in the spring are reforming again. Stories are being shared. Old friendships are renewed, new friendships begun. It is a time for community. Through it all, the harvest theme shines – the harvest of plants, of stories, of so much of our lives.
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