Dear Kind Ones,
As the wheel turns once more, the cool air settles in here in the North, and the land glows with autumn’s golden turning. For those who take notice, this season offers quiet splendor — the rustle of leaves underfoot, the scent of woodsmoke in the air, the soft dimming of daylight as the sun slips away earlier each evening.
Whether you stand beneath the flaming canopies of New England’s trees or pause beneath a single maple in the city, the invitation is the same: to slow down, to listen, and to feel the rhythm of nature’s turning mirrored within your own heart.
This week’s New Moon in Libra reminds us that life moves in relationship — between self and other, light and dark, rest and renewal. Each lunar cycle opens a space to begin again, carrying with it the wisdom of what has been
As we move deeper into the golden season, may we remember that rewilding begins simply: by noticing, by listening, by returning once more to the pulse of the living world — and to our own.
May this turning season remind you that wisdom is not something we reach — it is something we return to.
That rewilding your spirit is not about escape, but remembrance — remembering your rhythm, your roots, your belonging to this great spiral dance of life.
With wild hearts,
Katherine & Mark