Summer ends. The brightness of life grows dim as winter takes the weak and the weary. 'Tis Autumn!
What emerges the other side, are the new, the fresh, their vibrant flush of fresh beauty and their trembling excitement at being alive and ready to dance on fresh fields inhabited by past ghosts; and their gradual returning memory of how they arrived.
The model here, Eve, reminded me of the conduit to which we are all connected in this reality from a more enduring one.