Rituals for the fifth season
Notes on Long Summer.
Hey Soothers! Before I dive into the essay, a reminder that tonight is my workshop on How to Get Unstuck. We’ll have live exercises, a workbook, and healing and getting unstuck from whatever area you are feeling, well, stuck in, in beautiful community. 8pmET, lifetime replay if you can’t attend live, get tix here right here up until the event! $25.
Happy Sunday, Soothers. August and early September are kind of… weird months. Is anybody else feeling it? I sometimes call this period of late summer/before fall the “Persephone Months”; I think of it as the exhale after the summer solstice, all the light in the evenings, and the turn towards the inner, as we (in the Northern Hemisphere right now, anyways) point our inner compasses down into the steps leading us to winter, as Persephone did after spending her six months above the underworld in the blooms and harvest of earth.
There’s an in-betweenness, a liminality; are we to try to grasp the last shreds of summer light, or start lighting our pumpkin candles? Are we to begin pining for summer festivities or get excited about all the hygge coming our way? Are we to try to embody a carefree summer attitude or get all of our notebooks out and get into full back-to-school mode?
I was gratified to learn recently from one of my favorite writers, Asia Suler…
