The turning of the season and the descent into winter’s darkness reminds us that death is always waiting, and this natural process of release is what keeps our world in perpetual transformation and change. In death, we are becoming. We are in transition. We are learning how to let go of what isn’t meant for us. Honor what was while holding precious space for what is to come. In the depths of despair, celebrate the miraculous birth of new life that will emerge with the dawn.