Good Omen?

I started a part time job yesterday at the local gluten free bakery.  I was a little nervous because it has been over 7 years since I've worked in the food service industry.  But I really enjoyed myself, I get to talk aobut gluten free food and I get to learn more about it.

It was near the end of my shift and I was all alone at the front.  A tall woman with dark hair in a shoulder length bob walked in.  There was my yoga teacher from when I first started practicing yoga at the Iyengar yoga center in Victoria.  I had just been telling someone that when I was practicing Iyengar yoga I asked this teacher if I could ever teach.  I remember she was sitting at the reception desk and she looked up at me with her huge brown eyes and said I could do whatever I wanted.  It's all up to you.

After I boxed up her gluten free cinnamon buns I asked her if she still taught at the Iyengar center and she said she thought she recognized me.  I told her a little bit about embarking on the beginnings of learning more about yoga through this training program I am going to be doing.  She wished me well and that I would definitely be seeing her again in the bakery.

It left me with a real feeling that I'm doing the right thing.  That all of this uncertainty in the last 6 months has brought me to this point and that the choices I am making are the right ones.  LW would call this occurrence synchronicity.  Whatever it was it leaves me with a sense of well being.

Namaste.

Blessed Samhain

In my younger years I became very interested in Pagan religion and once celebrated Samhain on the eve of November the 1st by way of a Wiccan ceremony.  

We lit candles and invoked the Gods and Goddesses.  We ate apple and burned sage.  We were surrounded by boughs of trees and mini pumpkins.  We took sips of wine.

Samhain is the the time to honor the Crone and the final harvest of the year.  The Feast of the Dead was celebrated in Celtic countries.  Single candles were lit in windows to guide spirits home.  People dressed in white or dressed as the opposite sex to fool the spirits.  The "wee folk" or fae were highly active and played tricks.  Extra places were set at the dinner table for the spirits of ancestors.

I, personally, adore Autumn.  I like the significant change of the leaves dying and changing colours.  I like that life slows down.  It is a sign of growth that is different than Spring.  Beauty takes on a different form.  Beauty is death.  Beauty is calmness.  Beauty is sleep.  The Beauty that exists in the Fall is stark, it is naked.  The twisted branches cannot hide behind leaves and flowers.  The birds shamelessly eat as much as they can to fatten up.  The ground freezes and frost sets in, causing us to bundle up and wear gloves and hats and warm sweaters.

We celebrate love in the Autumn and Winter.  We find reasons to share time with our loved ones, to feast and to eat.  We give gifts to bring light to gloomy, cold days.  

Enjoy your final harvest tonight.

Source: Wicca.com