Oh, Fall…you are so lovely.
As I type this, yellow leaves are cascading from their branches
on warm breezy air, as they let go in a delicately lovely freefall
to the welcoming, still-soft earth below.
Living among the wisdom of these mature oaks and river birches
as I do, means it is impossible not to notice:
the season is changing,
temperatures will begin dropping,
and nature’s lovely colors will turn and delight.
What I am observing now is the early beauty
of summer’s departure and the promise of autumn.
It has taken me half of a lifetime to make friends with fall,
while so many of you have been smitten all of your days.
This is an unexpected blessing of aging: a love affair with nature’s whimsy.
I no longer sense a betrayal or brutality in harsh blowing winds
of late October…I feel powerful energy molecules,
now intimately huddling closer and cozier, together.
Somehow, though I always imagined the cold temperatures
of my future would feel colder to my frailer self,
the cold seems far less cold, less of a nuisance,
maybe even magnificent with its invisible rivers of jetstreamy air.
You see, the first half of my life was largely characterized by clinging.
To ego, to identity, to ideals, and to warm balmy seasons.
Now that I am more comfortable in my autumnal skin
and with my shadows, the shadows beyond
are not nearly as cold and frightful.
Perhaps I am simply relearning the wild, naturally
wise resiliency of an unconditionally loved child.
Is there anything quite so powerful?
Letting go is good for the soul
and creates room for more emerging beauty.
I hope you’ll enjoy PINNING inspiring images from Pinterest
of fallen leaves, fall picnics, fall florals, and the warmth of autumn’s wisdom.
Peace to you right where you are.
This is my first post since migrating to
WordPress this week…letting go of Blogger
is sweet sorrow, and there’s a whole world
of new this old girl will need to learn.
Thanks for reading and for your patience.