Susan Seddon Boulet- Raven Woman
Within days of Samhain the season of darkness has come upon me all at once.
I had thought my lackluster job was at least stable, alas it’s now not only quite inadequate, with severely shortened hours, but the increasing drama and politics makes it truly miserable as well.
And while I worry about some irregular bleeding, I resent the patience and faith I had for the last year and a half that my employer provided health care coverage was truly forthcoming.
Now my mother has been diagnosed with lung cancer.
Did I really need such a reminder of the frailty of it all?
The dark season is a time of the Crone energy who’s ice breeze has blown violently into me. A time of introspection, hibernation, of fallow fields, of mortality, aging, and death.
Will some ‘Perky Pagan’ puuhhleeeze remind me of the season of light to come?!
