This is the time of year when the veil between the living and the dead, the physical and the non-physical, is thin,  though perhaps if we consider within us cells are constantly dividing and dying, this is always true, but it feels so much more clear with the increasing darkness, and here, for me today, rain.  The hills return to green. 

I’ve lit candles for this day, the honoring of those who’ve passed.  I feel them gather in one embrace, gather close as I pause to honor expansion and embrace.

Today I read this short story by Stephen Crane, An Episode of War.

May it be a reminder of turning these darkening days toward compassion, connection, and peace.

https://americanliterature.com/author/stephen-crane/short-story/an-episode-of-war

By the Bay

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