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Daybreak found us walking while a thumbnail moon shared the morning sky with the sun. The air was quiet, brisk and smelled of wood stove and pine needles. An orange fox stepped in our path, surprising us into silence and halting our stride. All flame and soot and marble eyes, he stood for a few moments staring at us before swiftly heading to his backyard den for daytime rest. He showed himself as sleek, agile and compact in his movement. A flash of fire moving back to cover of shadow...no ordinary visitor, Fox is honored by the Hopi and Cherokee as a keeper of healing medicine. Apache legend speaks of Fox bearing the gift of first fire to people. He reminds us to listen keenly and honor silence and solitude.

This new moon has brought much to Light; meteor showers that dazzle and dance and nighttime animals showing themselves for the briefest moments.

New moons are a good time for new endeavors...a brand new intermediate yoga/meditation class begins soon at Living Light studio in addition to the gentle yoga classes held on tuesdays and thursdays. The new version of Flower Journals are available in time for the holidays as are notecards and canvasses. The Compass Rose website is underway and I hope to have it up and running by mid january. Lots to do before then!

Donna and I will be teaching level One Reiki training in january as well as offering Chakra Class on january 24.

Much to be thankful for...family, friends, work and abundance.

Can't wait to see what else the new november moon will bring!

sending peace.

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enter november

Seems like November rolls in wrapped in cashmere...steamship grey and dusky shale clouds dance around the sun and soften it, shifting the light at teatime. Afternoon arrives and then too soon disappears into night. One of my yoga students expressed her love of daylight saving time...she felt the early twilight brought families hearth side and tucked in close to home. Nice thought. Comfort. Respite. All the things we seek to ward of the chill outside.

This season begins the time of rest for Nature, even as we scurry and scamper toward the holidays. Crows still banter only with quieter voice and hawks fly closer to the treetops. My favorite owl still shows himself in the backyard woods...he watches over with wise eyes and  a tilted head. Sometimes he preens and poses, with silver white wings outstretched before he retreats back into his feathered self.

sending peace.