Bind me to the season…….invoking the energy of the Solstice and the New Moon – we are all undergoing big transitions, dropping our patterns of putting sticking plaster over the cracks, being challenged to really look at who we are now. This is me….tottering on a bridge that has no foundations, not knowing whether it will hold me, the lightening cracking the edifice – will I make it? And who will I be if I get to the other side – what awaits? I think the hardest times are the times of not-knowing.

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