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At the equinox:
Neither dominates.
Each has its place.
The equinox reminds us that balance is not a fixed state but a moment of transition. The scales tip, the wheel turns, nothing stays perfectly centered forever - and that's as it should be.
A reflection:
If day and night were always equal, we'd have no seasons. The tilt that creates imbalance is the same tilt that creates growth, dormancy, harvest, and renewal. Perhaps perfect balance isn't the goal - perhaps the goal is graceful movement through necessary imbalances.