Fall has always been my dad’s favorite time of the year. The brilliant blaze of color as leaves are set aflame, shadows lengthening in the softening sunlight, and the savory taste of wood smoke in the crisp, cool air are all signs that another summer has passed and winter is on the way.
For me, fall is a time of introspection and reflection. I often feel compelled to pause, enjoy the beauty of the present moment, and appreciate the graceful, eternal currents of time and change as they flow smoothly by. At such times, I typically find myself drawn to rivers, ponds, or lakes—all places where still water abides. As I watch the sun shimmer, glint, and dance across the surface, I know the water is being softly stirred by life—one gentle ripple at a time.
Before long, I find myself mesmerized, immersed, and seemingly at one with the reflections of sky and the magnificent autumnal hues of red, orange, and yellow. My mind wanders back through the events of the past year, back through those of years past, and often to the wonder of lives past—for I’ve grown increasingly certain that I’ve known these too.
In quiet solitude, I think about relationships gained and lost, lessons learned, and the many things I’ve left to accomplish before the essence of my being is set free to experience it’s next “mission”. This is the perfect time to examine, appreciate, and let go of the things and behaviors that no longer serve me. Just as the trees release this year’s leaves to be recycled by the earth below, I shed my own leaves—those of my outdated, spent thoughts, beliefs, and ideas.
Once I’ve cleared my life limbs of the old, I feel free to begin storing energy for all the new growth I know I’ll experience ahead. This is the time of year when many of nature’s plants and creatures do the same. They busily prepare for a long winter’s rest—when they’ll dream of spring and the renewed life that will burst forth once the snows melt and the earth begins to warm again. As we nourish and till the soil for our next growing season, we naturally begin to imagine and dream too—and our dreams are the seeds of our future. Among other fine things, I intend to sow the dreams of Peace, Harmony, and Love.
What dreams will you be sowing this spring?
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