“Autumn asks that we prepare for the future —that we be wise in the ways of garnering and keeping. But it also asks that we learn to let go—to acknowledge the beauty of sparseness.” Bonaro W. Overstreet
Whether you are at the lake or in the city, autumn is asking. Can you see my blue skies, laden with wings? Can you feel my vibration, in everything? Can you taste the rich flavours? Thanks the moon and be braver. Tis a season to savour; savour every, everything.
Fall is the knight of all seasons and one my favourite times of the year. It beguiles a fire and all things pinched with cinnamon. Fall seems to encourage more togetherness, more rest. Wrapped in warm sweaters, it is a mug of tea and a slice of homemade pie. It is a time of year when I give myself permission to walk more than run, steep and let go.
As sparseness crouches in, I am reminded that fall is the season of gratitude, a time to forgo vanity and bare skin. It is a time to be comfortable in what you keep, a time to let go. A season to acknowledge beauty in the colours, the landscapes, the mirror. Today as I walked along the water, I admired the way in which geese care for one another. I gave thanks for an extra layer and the food in the fridge. Each step a new photograph, each breath a release.
Fall is a time to sink into a warm bubble bath. It is a time pull out the recipe books and make comfort food. It is a hand holding, giving thanks and of course acknowledging the beauty of sparseness. Wherever this post finds you, may you be tighter in tight, with a good book and someone you love. May you feel comfort in the chivalry of the season, in the keeping and letting go.
And may you be prepared Autumn asks.