Fall Makes Me Feel...Free to Be; How About You?

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Oh how the vast capacities of Mother Earth allow for reforming, reflecting, and transforming are reflected in the seasons…

And Fall is here, the Crayola box array of reds, oranges, yellows, and changing greens are spread across the gardens and tree lined streets of my neighborhood. 

What would I do without Fall? Well, for two years I found out I didn’t like not having my Fall friend around when we lived in Hawaii, like I described in the story, “I was right…I had hoped I was wrong.” I’m so grateful to have Fall back in my life! 

I have missed the Fall, like a trusted bestie- feeling the freedom to jump into conversation with barely a hello. The friend that allows the feeling to be felt-allows me to express myself. Like the changing leaves, I can dance, droop, or get whisked away to another topic of conversation like when the wind (or my often random stream of consciousness) suddenly whisks up a leaf away to the corner instead of down to the ground. Somehow that friend follows me- follows the conversation, follows the feeling, follows my hearts desires, even before I’ve finished the sentence or thought.

Oh the Fall, changing in the temperature, allowing me to feel happy and creative as the sun glitters through the cluster of leaves still stuck tentatively and hesitantly to the branches.

It allows an optimism and hope that lasers into my soul. Oh those glitters of sunshine- when the sun is strong and true and pure, but doesn’t suffocate like the summer strobes of sun rays.

And then, and then it’s chilly and rainy and rather temperamental. And then I can allow myself to feel another spectrum of emotions.

Mother Earth especially in the Fall- allows its creation to just be—meeting its creation where it is at, instead of pushing and pulling to be at a place of “should”. There is no “should” in the Fall. The day “shouldn’t” be hot and the day “shouldn’t” be cold. It shouldn’t not be windy or windy. The day just is, in the Fall.

So as I see Fall doing its thing, I am also given permission to do my thing in my emotions too. It’s okay if I’m sad, frustrated or gloomy like Eeyore. I can cozy up with my dog on our fluffy grey couch and watch the next episode of The Morning Show. I can call a friend and together we can bemoan our woes.

I trust this Mother Earth- this season of Fall. I know that it is okay to feel sad with the tears of rain from the clouds today, because I know tomorrow or the next I will feel lighter again as the sky once again opens to let the light of the sun through…

Happy Fall Y’all….Eh, actually I prefer to express myself in my Brooklyn tongue: Happy Fall Youse Guys (and Gals), even if it doesn’t quite have the same ring…