What is it about leaves falling, darkness and cold that makes you want to express your thoughts?  Me, I’m marinating on how to stay positive in the face of an increasingly amped up national crazy and heightened us v. themness, unpacking my gear, and psychically reaching out to my pantheon of adepts to get ready to open our minds to the possibilities for growth and joy in a world that is both on fire and spinning too fast.  There will be words and light. Not yet, but soon. xos