Holy days cluster around us like warm blankets, protecting our wings while we rest, reflect, and renew.
L’Shana Tov! May our created consciousness, the moment of our birth and the birth of the four footed, feathered and finned be celebrated with thanksgiving, with sweet thoughts and deeds and with humble forgivings and forgivnessings. For tonite begins Rosh Hashanah.
Om Shakti, blessed be the mother in us all. For it is the beginning of Navratri. Om Bhavani.
May the Blessings of Love rest upon you.