The equinoxes and solstices, four of my favorite days of the year, get me thinking about ancient civilizations. I envy how the whole tribe would be celebrating, and in such a connected-to-the-Earth way. I’ve told Jared that when we have land to build on I want to align our home to the stars. I want meaning. I crave that connection–to the sky, the Earth, and to something profoundly majestic.
It seems like the ancients may have had it right. Or at least had something that we don’t–an incredible connection to the world, spirit, and their ancestors. That’s certainly been lost along the years, or become faded. I’m hoping to find a version of that ancient connectedness for my family.
Fae’s sitting on the floor at my feet looking ridiculously girly–dressed in shades of pink.