It may be that you like me live in a Celtic land, as so many people increasingly are drawn to do.  Wherever you are now, it is probable that you have lived in Scotland, or Wales, or Brittany, or Cornwall, or Ireland or the Isle of Man at some point on your long soul journey.  The Celtic influence was strong too throughout much more of Europe in ancient times, and you may have been a part of it there also.

Fires burn in many lands as water falls on many others.  The ground that now is soaked will in its turn be iced and burned, just as the places that are ablaze will be wet and cold one day.  Fire and Ice, Ice and Fire, the way of the world since time began.

Autumn is lingering here in the Cambrian Mountains:  leaves are magnificent in their fire colours still, and the trees that carry them are bedecked with a multitude of berry jewels, so many that the flocks of fieldfares and redwings arriving for their winter sanctuary are unable to strip them bare.  The table of nature overflows and there is plenty for everybody.

Every full moon is a blessing of completion and learning, and always appropriate to the condition of man at that time.

Yesterday, the last of the House Martins visited their home, which is my home too. 

This is a special week astrologically and spiritually, as the September Equinox on Monday coincides with the movement of our Sun into Libra.

Hollow Earth refers to the concept that a subterranean realm exists below our lands and seas, peopled by an advanced civilisation.  Some believers see it in literal terms, while others relate it to esoteric spiritual hierarchies that exist deep within the Planet.

The Dark of the Moon approaches, and Mother Moon is entering the last three days of her present life but knowing a new one is imminent in her rebirth, her New Moon, on 30^th August.

The new full moon approaches, strongly influenced this time by Leo, so full of strength and power and drive and worldly presence.  It is the month of all months in the annual calendar when the focus should be on the human self, and yet, this time, the sense of self is slipping away, leaving an ambiguity of identity and a space where the human being is meant to be.  Who are you?

Judgment happens all the time, in every moment and in the smallest of ways.