I’ve been journaling a lot as the approach of fall has made its grand entrance. Mourning the loss of summer and dreading the idea of shorter, wetter, grayer days. Having lived in Washington my whole life, you would think at some point I would have gotten used to this. I never have and it tends to take a toll on my physical and mental health. My allergies flare, I get really tired, and moody… oh so moody!
While everyone else is ecstatically celebrating pumpkin spice everything, sweater weather, etc. etc., I tend to be in a grumpy corner chasing sunshine or praying for snow. As fall kicked in the door on its arrival Monday and I reminisced about our last drops of summer that we were lucky enough to have during a backpacking trip this weekend, a gentle musing came to mind that I felt compelled to pen…
The only thing permanent in life is the universe’s state of impermanence.
Everything is constantly changing, shifting.
So are we.
So is our perception.
So are our experiences.
We are best served to accept this state of impermanence and flow through each experience like a cloud passing through.
Easily and effortlessly bending to the will of the changing winds, rising above or moving around any mountains in our way.
Allowing the sun’s light to reflect it’s beauty back on us.
Expanding or evaporating to meet the state of the weather where it is.
Accepting every change as a gift we are given.
To learn to adapt.
To learn to accept.
To do it all in non-judgmental awareness.
Seasons change, our lives are altered by exterior events, the only thing that is permanent is our truest nature and our ability to flow with these changes and see the gifts in them.
Welcome fall, let’s see what you have in store for us all.