I’ve been busy this past week, snowed under with University assignments. And while I’ve been chained to my keyboard inside, it seems outside, our Summer has melted and Fall has tiptoed into our neighborhood.
And I’ve found, like grief….any change in season prompts a shift inside me. It triggers old memories and stirs up a desire to change, like the trees in our surrounding streets will in the coming days.
Their leaves will darken in color, some will transform into a deep red and then gently drop from their branches and drift to the ground. This magical transformation that Mother Nature somehow programs deeply in the roots of the tree, awakens my spirit and prompts me to shake away any of my negative ‘stuff’….to shed the sadness and indulge in Natures palette and the beauty and mystery this time of year brings.
Like these photos I took of our neighborhood on the cusp of the seasonal change. The days are getting shorter and the air crisper, but not cold, especially now as I run in the mornings.
This fog in our street reminded me of the ever present haze of grief that lingers in my life. However, the sunrise in the background managed to remind me that the fog does clear and gift us with sunshine, even if on some days, it shines only for a little while.
And the glistening dew on our front lawn, like tiny diamonds sparkling on the blades of grass…..there to remind me I’m sure that life is truly spectacular and delicate and precious and worth living for….this abundant beauty that glistens in the simple things that sometimes we need to stop and notice.
In this photo, I tried to capture the peace I felt…..it’s like Heaven has stretched its arms down to Earth to envelop me in a hug…..through the trees in my neighborhood.
It fills me with wonder and whispers that there is a magical place somewhere. It’s a living reminder right there in front of me to draw upon when I need confirmation that my sister and mum and Savannah are somewhere special and majestic.
And then there’s my walking talking reminder…Demps!
We took her to our local Harvest Festival on Sunday. A fair that celebrates the change of seasons too…the reaping of rewards a harvest brings this time of year. My reward was to watch Dempsey zoom around on a rollercoaster, arms in the air, smiling…high on life…rejoicing in an afternoon of Fall sunshine.
Yes, Fall is crammed full of Heaven and subtle reminders of change…..if you look for them…..whether you see it in the billowing cumulus clouds, or feel it in crisp mornings, or a pair of fluffy socks that you dust off from last years winter to warm your feet with. Or the comfort you take in making thick steaming soup like I do.
Grief is in all seasons every single year.....I hope this Fall to harvest the good things out of life….to make meaningful changes and positive choices, to laugh louder and to love deeper.
Grief will always be deep rooted inside me…ingrained like the trees are to drop their leaves around this time of year. However, my gift of grief has taught me to notice the beauty in the world that surrounds me….its there for the taking, daring me to live life to the fullest and appreciate the little things…..in order to survive and grow in the coming seasons.
The amount of sunshine that will fill my blue cup this Fall lies deeply seeded within, the same as my grief. But for me, it’s all about choice and chance and change….
Around the world, not everywhere is experiencing the season of Fall or the same changes that grief brings into your life....so I wish you sunshine and strength wherever you are and whatever season or challenge you might be facing on your journey…….
And I’ve found, like grief….any change in season prompts a shift inside me. It triggers old memories and stirs up a desire to change, like the trees in our surrounding streets will in the coming days.
Their leaves will darken in color, some will transform into a deep red and then gently drop from their branches and drift to the ground. This magical transformation that Mother Nature somehow programs deeply in the roots of the tree, awakens my spirit and prompts me to shake away any of my negative ‘stuff’….to shed the sadness and indulge in Natures palette and the beauty and mystery this time of year brings.
Like these photos I took of our neighborhood on the cusp of the seasonal change. The days are getting shorter and the air crisper, but not cold, especially now as I run in the mornings.
This fog in our street reminded me of the ever present haze of grief that lingers in my life. However, the sunrise in the background managed to remind me that the fog does clear and gift us with sunshine, even if on some days, it shines only for a little while.
And the glistening dew on our front lawn, like tiny diamonds sparkling on the blades of grass…..there to remind me I’m sure that life is truly spectacular and delicate and precious and worth living for….this abundant beauty that glistens in the simple things that sometimes we need to stop and notice.
In this photo, I tried to capture the peace I felt…..it’s like Heaven has stretched its arms down to Earth to envelop me in a hug…..through the trees in my neighborhood.
It fills me with wonder and whispers that there is a magical place somewhere. It’s a living reminder right there in front of me to draw upon when I need confirmation that my sister and mum and Savannah are somewhere special and majestic.
And then there’s my walking talking reminder…Demps!
We took her to our local Harvest Festival on Sunday. A fair that celebrates the change of seasons too…the reaping of rewards a harvest brings this time of year. My reward was to watch Dempsey zoom around on a rollercoaster, arms in the air, smiling…high on life…rejoicing in an afternoon of Fall sunshine.
Yes, Fall is crammed full of Heaven and subtle reminders of change…..if you look for them…..whether you see it in the billowing cumulus clouds, or feel it in crisp mornings, or a pair of fluffy socks that you dust off from last years winter to warm your feet with. Or the comfort you take in making thick steaming soup like I do.
Grief is in all seasons every single year.....I hope this Fall to harvest the good things out of life….to make meaningful changes and positive choices, to laugh louder and to love deeper.
Grief will always be deep rooted inside me…ingrained like the trees are to drop their leaves around this time of year. However, my gift of grief has taught me to notice the beauty in the world that surrounds me….its there for the taking, daring me to live life to the fullest and appreciate the little things…..in order to survive and grow in the coming seasons.
The amount of sunshine that will fill my blue cup this Fall lies deeply seeded within, the same as my grief. But for me, it’s all about choice and chance and change….
Around the world, not everywhere is experiencing the season of Fall or the same changes that grief brings into your life....so I wish you sunshine and strength wherever you are and whatever season or challenge you might be facing on your journey…….
How beautiful. And I love the dew on the grass!
ReplyDeleteMegan, thank you!!!! your words are enough! :)
ReplyDeletewith love
Diana x
Boy, you make Fall sound amazing...and it is...you describe it so well! Hugs to you!
ReplyDeleteThanks Candice...I guess its how I see things these days...and I think fall might just be my favorite time of year! ATM :)
ReplyDeleteHugs back to you and your gorgeous family!
love
Diana x