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Late September Bloom

“Every flower blooms at a different pace.” — Suzy Kassem

“If you tend to a flower, it will bloom, no matter how many weeds surround it.” — Matshona Dhliwayo

As Autumn begins its journey
Summer’s work done, harvest time
Deeper colors
Drying leaves and land
Then suddenly
Popping up bright
Late bloom, sliver of summer
Transitions, seasons, transformation
Never late
Time and timing
Blooming in all seasons.

“Autumn is a changeling, busy as a squirrel in a hickory tree, idle as the languid brook. It is August ended, October inevitable, Summer’s ripeness and richness fulfilled in sweet September.” – Hal Borland

Moments to Seasons

“These autumn days will shorten and grow cold. The leaves will shake loose from the trees and fall. Christmas will come, then the snows of winter. You will live to enjoy the beauty of the frozen world, for you mean a great deal to Zuckerman and he will not harm you, ever. Winter will pass, the days will lengthen, the ice will melt in the pasture pond. The song sparrow will return and sing, the frogs will awake, the warm wind will blow again. All these sights and sounds and smells will be yours to enjoy, Wilbur — this lovely world, these precious days…”― E.B. White, Charlotte’s Web

“Stolen moments” create a feeling of enjoyment in our “intensive time” awareness. The glow and the intensity of those instants can guide us throughout a whole lifetime. They can expose a second or a third dimension of the daily events and shed an expounding light on all the little details we encounter.”― Erik Pevernagie

Each day, stolen moments falling into months and seasons
Abundant with gifts and offerings
Woven in ordinary and perceived sameness
Transitions, transformations if we allow
Joy, delight, beauty, shedding, growth
Attention required, open hands too
Pause, look, listen.

“The world is full of talkers, but it is rare to find anyone who listens. And I assure you that you can pick up more information when you are listening than when you are talking.”― E.B. White, The Trumpet of the Swan

In All Seasons, Blooming

“Deep in their roots, all flowers keep the light.” – Theodore Roethke

“If you look the right way, you can see that the whole world is a garden.” – Frances Hodgson Burnett

Beginning, ending, beginning, ending
Woven together in ordinary days
Extraordinary ways
Last blooms of summer
First blooms of fall
Choreography of transitions to transformations
Join the dance
From darkness and dirt to light and glory
In all seasons. blooming.

“One day you will look back and see that all along, you were blooming.”- Morgan Harper Nichols

“September is the culmination of the harvest and the storing of earth’s abundance.”― Joan Borysenko, Pocketful of Miracles

Geography of Seasons

“May my mind come alive today
To the invisible geography
That invites me to new frontiers,
To break the dead shell of yesterdays,
To risk being disturbed and changed.
May I have the courage today
To live the life that I would love,
To postpone my dream no longer
But do at last what I came here for
And waste my heart on fear no more.” – John O’Donohue, To Bless the Space Between Us

“There are no manuals for the construction of the individual you would like to become. You are the only one who can decide this and take up the lifetime of work that it demands. This is a wonderful privilege and such an exciting adventure. To grow into the person that your deepest longing desires is a great blessing. If you can find a creative harmony between your soul and your life, you will have found something infinitely precious. You may not be able to do much about the great problems of the world or to change the situation you are in, but if you can awaken the eternal beauty and light of your soul, you will bring light wherever you go. The gift of life is given to us for ourselves and also to bring peace, courage, and compassion to others.” – John O’Donohue, Eternal Echoes

Changing seasons.
Without and within.
Parallel, alignment, rhythm.
Transitions, thresholds, crossings.
Stillness, pause, restoration.
Invisible geography.
Territory to travel.
Daily.
The path of becoming, unfolding, unfurling.
Awaken.
Bring light wherever you go.

Ordinary Days Ablaze

“The keeping of bees is like the direction of sunbeams.”― Henry David Thoreau

“For this,
let gardens grow, where beelines end,
sighing in roses, saffron blooms, buddleia;
where bees pray on their knees, sing, praise
in pear trees, plum trees; bees
are the batteries of orchards, gardens, guard them.”
― Carol Ann Duffy, The Bees

Savor these last weeks of August.
Summer will spill into September.
Fall harvest soon.
The dance of seasons.
Get out in nature and commune.
Let it feed and fill you up with hope, joy, delight.
Deer, butterflies and bees abound.
Pulling us out of self into the world, expanse and beauty.
It is enough, overflowing, and abundant.
Ordinary days ablaze.
Inviting witnessing and participation.

“…and then, I have nature and art and poetry, and if that is not enough, what is enough?”― Vincent Willem van Gogh

Winter to Summer, Back to Spring

“The bird dares to break the shell, then the shell breaks open and the bird can fly openly. This is the simplest principle of success. You dream, you dare and and you fly.”― Israelmore Ayivor

“She decided to free herself, dance into the wind, create a new language. And birds fluttered around her, writing “yes” in the sky.”― Monique Duval

We’ve gone from 7+ feet of snow two weeks ago to 5 days of 80+ degrees.
Robins and red-winged blackbirds proclaim spring’s return, this week a slice of July.
Deep snow lingers still.
Temps dropping to 50s and rain tomorrow.
Snow on Sunday.
Back to spring 50s next week.
Seasons colliding, merging, dancing.
Polka. Waltz. Salsa.
Winter to summer and back again to spring.
Patterns of nature.
Up, down, all around.
Life on display.
Become part of the silence, the flow.
Your answer to what is right now, a resounding “Yes!”
Dream. Dare. Fly.

“In order to see birds it is necessary to become a part of the silence.”― Robert Lynd

The Gifts of Each Season

“Spring passes and one remembers one’s innocence.
Summer passes and one remembers one’s exuberance.
Autumn passes and one remembers one’s reverence.
Winter passes and one remembers one’s perseverance.”
― Yoko Ono

May you experience the gift of seasons in all seasons.
The new life of spring.
The ease of summer.
The harvest of fall.
The slowness of winter.
Mixing and mingling together.
A symphony and celebration.
From cocoon to butterfly and the journey between.

First Frost

“So the darkness shall be the light, and the stillness the dancing.” – T. S. Eliot

“When everything is moving and shifting, the only way to counteract chaos is stillness. When things feel extraordinary, strive for ordinary. When the surface is wavy, dive deeper for quieter waters.” – Kristin Armstrong

First frost, winter’s prelude;
The season that invites stillness, rest, dormancy and preparation;
Frost, melt, frost, melt, frost, frozen;
Stillness sticks, anchors and holds;
Ebb and flow;
Yin and Yang;
Seek the beauty, balance and rhythm in each season;
The divine in each day;
The power within;
In stillness, quiet and slowness, reflect, sparkle and partake.

“You are always nearer the divine and the true sources of your power than you think.” – John Burroughs

Fall Festival

“Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it, and if I were a bird I would fly about the earth seeking the successive autumns.” – George Eliot

“Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower.” – Albert Camus

Embrace the brevity of autumn, the celebration of fiery colors, the harvest of summer’s work.
Winter enters slowly then swiftly, holding its own blessings and beauty.
Enter the brilliance of each season, the gift of each day.
Fall festival is in full swing.
Allow the color and light to enter, casting it back out in return.

“There is a harmony in autumn, and a luster in its sky, which through the summer is not heard or seen, as if it could not be, as if it had not been!” – Percy Bysshe Shelley

Transformation on Display

“If a year was tucked inside of a clock, then autumn would be the magic hour.” – Victoria Erickson

“Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower.” – Albert Camus

Fall and spring are seasons that display in full color the beauty, certainty and magic of transformation. Entering and coming out of dormancy and stasis. Whether we see it or not, transformation is happening within. Each season in life has its purpose and meaning. The world transforms one person at time. Witness, observe and enter the flow of change, of becoming, of seasons. Planting, germination, bursting with color.

“Notice that autumn is more the season of the soul than of nature.”- Friedrich Nietzsche