Morning Magic over the Sangre de Cristo Mountains
A cycle that is finished is finished. What is done is done. You cannot go back and change one element of it. Gregge Tiffen (The Winter Solstice: Giving To Yourself – December, 2007)
This morning just as I was about to settle in with my tea, journal, and a nice fire going, I glanced outside and saw the beginning of a brilliant pink sky. It gently invited me out to see the beauty unfold and to feel the chill of a 20 degree morning in the air. So, camera in hand, out I went to watch the show.
Such pink and orange morning moments don’t last long. Their cycle is short. Like our children and our cuddly puppies who all too quickly grow up, the sky transforms into a mature day, open to discover whether it will be clear or if clouds will form to bring forth needed moisture to the earth below.
Raven flies high as the color begins to fade, a reminder of magic, shapeshifting, and creation in its many forms. Raven’s cycle of power (Ted Andrews, Animal Speak) is the Winter Solstice. I’ve already begun to think about the Solstice. I wonder how I will celebrate the end of this cycle. I ask myself what remains undone in this cycle that seeks completion before the cycle is done.
I know the importance of recognizing that ‘what is done IS done’. I cherish the truth in that.
As one cycle ends, another is sure to begin as it has throughout all time. And, that’s a post for another day.
Morning Magic in the Woods