Above is a photo from another March many, many years ago. That’s me, standing in the middle of an ancient goddess circle somewhere in the French countryside. We were out mucking about in the woods, came upon it, I walked straight into the middle of the circle, closed my eyes, head back, heart to the sky. Someone snapped a photograph.
Then we left.
It was both so random and such a brief moment. It’s one of my most treasured photographs.
Most of you already know this, but tomorrow is not just the Spring equinox, it is also a new moon and a total solar eclipse. Boom.
As if that weren’t enough cosmic shake-up, the eclipse lands on the Omega point— you know, that moment when the snake eats its tail, that magical moment when you have leapt off the cliff and your toes are reaching for the other side but you haven’t quite landed yet. That.