Tomorrow morning marks the beginning of autumn, the last wild riot of color before all things green die and await new life in the spring. Usually as I enter this time of year, I am tempted to fill my schedule with the busyness of many long-past beginnings of the school year. This year is different. I wonder what the last flurry of life looks like before it is changed in the dying and rising cycle that is the rhythm of creation. I am aware of the desire to enter the stillness of the in-between without grasping or rushing.
What does this look like in my life? I, too, am shedding the “stuff”, letting go of once-wanted things. I am cleaning cupboards, emptying closets, donating useable stuff for others. I am taking time for “moving stillness” as I am not the “sit in stillness” type. I am walking the labyrinth, walking the woods, and revelling in the stillness amidst the riotting colors of autumn.
AND WITH YOUR SPIRIT 