It is October and as history tells us, harvest season brings many treats, feelings, and festivals. Along with the orange, red, and yellow leaves are pumpkins, squash, and apples. The beautiful glow that inhabits the northern hemisphere in fall precedes the dull, long winter. I always think of a scene from ancient Europe with jack-o-lanterns and parades for the dead. The community was brought together to harvest the food and appease the ancestors. Things seemed to be much more intertwined back then, now we live anonymous lives where we are too busy to even take stock at the world of nature around us. Besides the crisp cool air and the presence you feel around you is an interesting combination that is unlike any other time of year. With modernity has come an ability to have pumpkin pie in May and in some ways its’ specialness has been eroded. My favorite Sunday afternoon treat in October is a piece of that warm, spicy, flavorful pumpkin pie with a mug of apple cider – homemade of course. Something about those flavors and sensations fill you up, preparing you for the long slog of the dead winter. Mother Nature yields the bounty from her bosom and her children fill up to make it through those long cold nights. I stand in my back yard in wonder, we have 1 and 1/2 acres of land and although it is in the city proper, two of the lots are still completely wooded. Seeing all of the trees changing, smelling the clean crisp air, and feeling the cool earth under my feet give me a feeling that is hard to describe in words. It is as if Mother Nature reaches from deep within and fills me with an energy that reaches from my toes to my head and beyond. As this energy surges upwards, it heals and satisfies me. I feel happy, healthy, and whole. Watching the squirrels rolling around in the grass and chasing each other up the trees makes me giggle. Then you realize the veil, between the different dimensions of time and reality have thinned, old memories of relatives that have left this life abound, it’s as if you could touch them and they are there with you. Nothing can compare to this time of year. Having fun with our Mother as she gives us the life sustaining food we need compares to none. Thank you Mother Nature, may we all work tirelessly to hold you dear.