Today on the equinox, day and night are equal. But that isn't going to last. The days are getting shorter. Winter is on its way. Today I saw a hawk flying in the most vivid of blue skies. Two crows called - a winter sound if I ever heard one. Life is always moving. Always on its way to something else. But there is something to be said for the moment, even as it passes.
Today I realized that I always think of autumn in the context of a world on its way to winter. For me that is not a bad thing - at least not entirely. Winter is an uncomfortable season here in Northeastern PA but it is a beautiful one as well and it has a depth to it that other seasons lack. Still this time, this season should be important in its own right and I should honor it as such.
So today I sat out side and thought about the turning trees, the falling leaves, the woodland debris on its way to becoming earth. Summer seeding the land in a different sort of way. Not sprouting but preparing. Today the sky was blue and the sun was bright and I sat outside with my journal and mapped out a new course.
This course includes more time out of doors and I intend to honor that commitment through the cold months and into spring. As always I will blog about it <3