Yesterday's total eclipse of the sun was only visible for those in the South Pacific and yet it was on my mind for much of the day.
Like the ouroboros serpent - with its tail in its mouth - the new moon eclipse brought a renewed sense of the self-reflexivity and cyclical nature embedded within everything we do.
This time last year I was celebrating finishing my teacher training with a trip to Geneva and was vividly aware, as I acknowledged the eclipse falling while sailing on the lake, that it would bring great change to my life.
A year later and I am about to celebrate my first anniversary with B, a time tinged with sadness as it carries with it the memory of first learning that my Dad was ill. Two events coincided in my life with that eclipse and yet I believe with my whole heart that they are far from 'coincidence'. B was led into my life at a moment when the gods knew I would need him most; and so my dad could see how happy I was before he left this world.
So, yesterday's eclipse led me to a reflection on how much has changed in my life over the course of just twelve moons and where I am standing right now.
The last new moon which eclipsed the sun was six months ago and I marked it with this blog's inception.
And here I am...still writing, taking more photographs than ever (which my dad would be thrilled about) and enjoying the small rewards that each day provides me.
Today I celebrate...
Having successfully completed my first year of teaching.
Finding a home.
Eating food that I have grown in the garden.
Loving a man for all the right reasons.
Standing on the doorstep to my future.
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