Today marks the Celtic seasonal festival of Lughnasadh.
The Wheel of the Year has turned once more and we now find ourselves at the midway point between the summer solstice and autumn equinox.
As we stand at the threshold between these two seasons, we may look back and ask ourselves:
🌾 What seeds have we sown that can now be harvested?
🌾 What have we worked hard on that has now ripened and borne fruit?
🌾 What are we thankful for, and in what small ways can we celebrate and enjoy the fruits of our labours?
At the first harvest festival, named for the Celtic God Lugh, we may begin to see the sunshine fading and the night growing ever nearer.
We may begin to see the hint of golden autumn leaves -- but as Fall grows closer, we can see it not as a time to mourn the loss of summer but as an invitation to go inward, to rest in the fertile darkness, to be thankful for the abundance we have been blessed with, and to dream.
It is an invitation to embrace our inner light.
Traditionally, my ancestors the ancient Celts would have woven a corn dolly, given thanks for the harvest of wheat, barley, and fruit, and baked bread to share with their loved ones.
How will you celebrate today's turn of the Wheel and seasonal shift?