Crows herald in the fall

The house is silent today, a strong warm silence. It's strange to my mind that I can live with 6 people and 3 (small!) dogs and this deep resounding stillness exists daily. The crows outside were going crazy in our Fir tree, the ancient one that stands within 100 feet of our house, heralding the actual arrival of fall. My desire to sit and watch them with a cup of coffee on the front porch was only just barely staved off.



Even with the epic craziness that is going on astrologically and energetically: elections, friends in various stages of divorce/separation/pain, other friends moving on... the universe still feels ordered. The voice of the Lord of the Worlds doesn't feel far away. This morning, my heart wants to do some chanting at the altar and offer prayers for my community and those close to their hearts.