I’m basking in the glow of the autumn retreat that I led in the weekend.
It was so rich, being in the good company of others from many spiritual traditions.
The many seeds of autumn are still with me: shiny flax seeds, kauri cone segments, golden kowhai seeds, and from the northern hemisphere, acorns and a head of wheat.
I know I’m seeding too, and it’s a mystery to be unfolded.
Autumn is drawing me within, to the quiet space of gestation.

Nature always wears the colours of the spirit. (Emerson)