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Pause and Partake

“It is not our job to remain whole.
We came to lose our leaves
Like the trees, and be born again,
Drawing up from the great roots.”― Robert Bly

“In the end, I learned that the practice of Not-Knowing is the very ground of altruism, because it opens us up to a much wider horizon than our preconceptions could ever afford us and can let in connection and tenderness.”― Joan Halifax, Standing at the Edge: Finding Freedom Where Fear and Courage Meet

Seasons have much to teach us.
Transitions to transformation.
Returning again to the same made new with time.
Cycles, circles, spirals.
Leaving and returning home.
Shedding our ego, expectations, knowing.
Into being, unfolding, rebirth.
Rooted and fresh seedlings.
In the middle of daily doing, make space for BEing time.
To ground and fly at the same time.
To pause and partake.

“but BEing time is never wasted time. When we are BEing, not only are we collaborating with chronological time, but we are touching on kairos, and are freed from the normal restrictions of time.”― Madeleine L’Engle, Walking on Water: Reflections on Faith and Art

Leaves in Bloom

“Mindfulness arises when you allow your attention to fall effortlessly on the breathing point like an autumn leaf falling on a lake of still water”― Amit Ray, Beautify your Breath – Beautify your Life

“Nature will bear the closest inspection. She invites us to lay our eye level with her smallest leaf, and take an insect view of its plain.” – Henry David Thoreau

Enter fall.
Let summer fade to memory.
Fresh eyes to see new colors burning brightly.
Fall is spring to leaves ablaze in their own bloom.
Each season, each change, each transition.
Filled with waiting, anticipation and transformation.
Starting again and again.
Never in the same place.
Unfolding into fullness.

“In every change, in every falling leaf there is some pain, some beauty. And that’s the way new leaves grow.”― Amit Ray

Summer Fall Dance

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

“Make your learning abundant and speak of it with precision, then you will speak of essentials.”― Mencius, Mencius

The in between of seasons changing.
Hot then cool.
Back to school.
Schedules and busy replace slow and wide-open spaces.
Hold onto the slow and create space in all seasons.
The color of flowers in bloom cascades to leaves ablaze.
Find the beauty in harvest time.

“Be gentle. Pay attention. Offer purposeful healing. Seek Equilibrium. Unfreeze, slowly. Stretch yourself out into the world. Let your eyes calibrate to this new light and notice how it caresses the lines and curves and soft and hard of you. Allow your mouth to twist and stumble around new shapes. Be so very sensory. Notice everything. From every angle. The way your bones feel. The way you orient to space and time. Invite your whole being into this new way of living, into the totality and wholeness of it. Let it be strange and uncomfortable and painful and stiff. Let it be magical and novel and unfamiliar and entirely wonderful. Follow the whispers where they lead.”― Jeanette LeBlanc

The Sun Remains

“Let the sun set, let the darkness fall, do not be afraid, as long as the sun does not set in your mind!”― Mehmet Murat ildan

“In a world where everything comes at a price, if you’re choosing to stay kind, if you’re choosing to value your dignity and your integrity, if your choosing to understand and embrace the smile of Solitude, if you’re choosing to employ your faculties to understand the real questions of Life, then you’re alive, much more alive than your human dreams could have made you feel. Because no matter what, when sunset hits the night, and the day comes to a close you know you’ve done your part, you know you have embraced one more day with gratitude and grace, with a formidable zeal for Life and an invincible spirit of human understanding that stands firm pillared with Hope and Faith. And then no matter how many voices shrill your mind, the echo of your soul would pierce through your heart and enlighten every inch of your mind, body and soul, and you would know how proud the Universe must be to see the faithfulness, the strength and resilience in your soul, the very mould that was shaped in the fire of the Stardust that shines upon the sky, sometimes becoming a beacon to others while sometimes lying beautifully hidden but always there, always alive.” ― Debatrayee Banerjee

As summer tumbles into fall slowly but surely.
As seasons change without fail.
The sun remains.
Rising and falling.
Inviting us to find and make meaning in each day.
Beginnings and endings again and again.
The middle, the makings of our life.
Stay kind, gentle, curious, and alive through it all.
A beacon, a light.

“The sun’s descent marks not just the end of another day, but a symbolic passage—a reminder that life, like the sun, moves in cycles, each ending giving birth to a new beginning.”― Ryan Gelpke, Peruvian Day

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

The Last Waltz

“Is not this a true autumn day? Just the still melancholy that I love—that makes life and nature harmonize.” – George Eliot

“Poetry is an echo, asking a shadow to dance.” – Carl Sandburg

Summer lingers and leads the dance a bit longer. The last waltz coming as summer begins the release to fall. Temperatures swing from 40s in the morning to 80s in the afternoon. Early sunsets shortening the light span of each day. The grass growth slows, preparing for rest, dormancy and rejuvenation.

As summer takes its last waltz and fall appears in one leaf turning to brilliant orange followed by the next and next, enter the gift of transition time. Grateful for what was then releasing it to sweet memory, opening arms to ready for what is to come.

Each season builds and weaves into the next, often for reasons we do not know in the now. Trust the surety and process of seasons, transitions and new beginnings. While often not on our time, never failing and always the right time. Awaken and enter the flow, ease and glide of the last waltz.

“Go, sit upon the lofty hill, And turn your eyes around, Where waving woods and waters wild Do hymn an autumn sound. The summer sun is faint on them— The summer flowers depart— Sit still— as all transform’d to stone, Except your musing heart.” – Elizabeth Barrett Browning, The Autumn

Fall Mosaic

“Winter is an etching, spring a watercolor, summer an oil painting and autumn a mosaic of them all.” – Stanley Horowitz

“Beauty is the only thing that time cannot harm. Philosophies fall away like sand, creeds follow one another, but what is beautiful is a joy for all seasons, a possession for all eternity.” – Oscar Wilde

There’s a crispness to fall’s entry. Cool mornings, warm days, cool evenings. Shorter days. Light beginning the journey to solstice. Colors shift to harvest, transition ensues. Remain present in all seasons and cycles, aware and awake to abundance in the present moment.

Keep planting, keep nurturing, keep harvesting, rooted in gratitude.

“What we plant in the soil of contemplation, we shall reap in the harvest of action.” – Meister Eckhart