It’s Foraging Friday: the day we dig for meaning in the garden, in our hearts, in the stars, in the car…basically wherever we might find it. The good news is that can be just about anywhere.
…that feast is made up of goodness that spent a lot of time growing in the dark.
This Foraging Friday we find meaning in the seasons. We’re waffling between autumn and winter at the moment. For many that can throw them into despair. We have shortened days, darkened nights, and beauty can seem harder to find for some. So, here is a reminder. Because this isn’t our first rodeo (or seasonal transition if I must keep to the subject at hand.)
In days gone by there was a celebration in the spring called the First Fruits Feast. In fact, a couple years ago I helped organize an event by the same name in order to raise awareness for suicide prevention. What does the First Fruits Feast and suicide prevention have to do with each other? We used the First Fruits Feast as a way to illustrate a powerful concept and to honour those who held on through the long cold barren winters of their lives for a new season. A feast awaited them as it does us…a new harvest is around the corner. But we must hold on for that new season to realize it.
In the meantime may you find beauty in the season before you, in the hush of falling snow, in the warmth of a candle’s glow. And may you hold on to hope through the weather ahead. For those who do, a feast awaits! And that feast is made up of goodness that spent a lot of time growing in the dark.
