Serene September, a moon of surrender, of dancing a path of devotion and seeing blessings everywhere, a moon of shedding old skins like the trees dropping leaves, a moon of being sacred space, of living simply, of simply living, a moon of massive earth movement, a moon of diving deeply into the ocean and opening the portal to the river below the river, a moon of resting on grandmother’s lap as the water flows freely flooding the landscape, a moon of witnessing and waiting for the water to settle trusting that it will, a moon of being blessingway…