Телеграм канал «Abby Wynne»

Good morning from the National Botanic Gardens

As the dahlias die back, I bring my mind into tulips. Because I continuously buy from several websites that specialise in such flowers, they send me notifications when sales are on. It's always a very poignant moment when I choose my tulips for next year, because it means that the summer is definitely coming to an end.

I do enjoy autumn, and October is one of my favourite months of the year. Coming to the equinox, it feels like the cycle is ending and another cycle is beginning. I do really feel that this is the end of a year and the beginning of another one. I think winter is the beginning of the year, not the ending.

In my new journal that I'm creating, instead of a one-day-at-a-time diary, we open with "Winter." The journal will be available, hopefully in the next month or so. It's going to be bumper-packed with bonus materials, and in order to get the journal out in winter so you can start using it during the winter season, I'm probably going to release it before all of the bonus materials are ready. Once they're there, they'll be there for several years.

Taking on Life Mastery Practitioner School has been a big commitment, it’s my life’s work and it will be where my heart is for the foreseeable future.

I'm finishing the one-day-at-a-time diaries for this reason. 10 years of diaries is quite a moment to have reached. It's exciting and beautiful, and everything does happen in cycles and seasons. I'll be able to tell you more about the new journal once I finish with Life Mastery Practitioner School business over the next few days.

In the meantime, I will be going through the applications for the next cohort today and tomorrow and sending out letters of acceptance to all my new students. I'm really excited to have a new wave of multidimensional therapists training with me. It's taken a lot of work to get to this point, and I'm very proud of what I've achieved so far. I don't say this very often. I think I needed to say it today.

I'm finding the last of the dahlia flowers buried amongst the overgrowth of green. They tend to grow way more leaves and shoots than needed at this time of year and not as many flowers, so I'm cutting them back a little bit. They look kind of raggedy, but there still is beauty to be found.