10/23/2026
The Wheel of the Year is not meant to feel identical in every place.
The cycle remains, but the land speaks in its own timing. What feels like early spring in one place may still feel like winter in another. Autumn may arrive in color, in wind, in harvest, or in the first quiet shift of light.
That is part of the wisdom of the Wheel.
It is seasonal, not static. Rooted in pattern, but alive in the landscape around you.
The more closely we pay attention to where we actually live, the more meaningful the turning year becomes.