Pause.

October is a sacred month for me. I don’t know why. It just always has been.
In my language it is called Month of the Little Hunger. And I understand
why because it is a time when our awareness is sharpened. The air gets
colder, the mind gets quicker. Even the trees reach their most intense
colors, a magical beauty revealed to us in evening light. Spiritually this is
the doorway to ancient days, to our ancestors and the story of our people.
The Spirit is always near in October. Wood fires and first snows: we have
crossed the threshold. We are walking on sacred ground.

Steven Charleston

Enter into the Silence, into the Heart of Truth; For herein lies the Great
Mystery where life is ever unfolding…Listen for the Music of the Spheres in
the resounding Silence of the universe.

From Psalm 132. Nan Merrill. Psalms for Praying