Lughnasadh and Camp NaNoWriMo

Technically, midnight is tomorrow, so I'm speaking about things for tomorrow rather than today. But I want to celebrate first harvest with friends and writers. We'll share food, tell stories, laugh, and write with abandon. NaNoWriMo is a party for literary artists. I think even Lugh himself would approve. May we never go hungry, may we never go thirsty but may we always strive for bettering ourselves with the reap of the harvest and the change of the seasons. May our words never dry up.

Right now seems to be a time of both leaving and returning. We return to school or we start new jobs or  perhaps return from some short family vacation. We find something that is both familiar and new at the same time to engage our time, aspirations, and skills. To me, that is hope in action. We should enjoy it with all that we have and recognize all this as remarkable rather than ordinary.