“Expect to have hope rekindled. Expect your prayers to be answered in wondrous ways. The dry seasons in life do not last. The spring rains will come again.” – Sarah Ban Breathnach
Labor Day 2020. 54 degrees, cloudy, with the day wrapping up with a cold rain. Summer has taken a sharp left into fall. Like summer to fall, fall to winter, winter to spring back full circle to summer, life is cyclical. We live our days linearly, in pursuit of the straight line between point A to point B. We miss the cues and clues of seasonality and certain change.
As we move into fall, trust and enter the transformation of the season, knowing we all have the capacity and calling to change, to be transformed. There’s comfort and certainty in the seasonality of living in the moment. Swirls and detours rather than straight lines and efficiency. Glancing into the future, releasing the past and embracing now.
“To be interested in the changing seasons is a happier state of mind than to be hopelessly in love with spring.” – George Santayana