autumn rhythm

In other parts of the world, Autumn is celebrated with grand harvest festivals. But not here – we pass quickly Autumn by with grieving for the loss of summer and foreboding for the cold of the winter to come.

We miss the beauty of gratitude for abundance and the stories and legends that fill harvest thanksgivings in other parts of the world. We miss out on the mindfulness that comes with that gratitude – of the rain, the weather, the clouds, the earth, the living things that nourish the earth. Of growth and maturing and fulfilling promise and potential. Of the sun that rises every morning without complaint. Of bees and birds. Of nature and all that it gives us.

Today I spend some time in celebration of laden apple trees, of ears of grain and of corn, of the long and lanky Autumn branches of our herbs and flowers, of the muted colours of flowers and vegetables and fruit. Of the moon and its role. Of the sun who never forgets us. The flowering of citrus and of autumn gum trees. The yellowing of leaves and those that dance happily around the doorway in the wind. Of the beginnings of the new promise that will be fulfilled in Winter and Spring. The solid rhythm of the seasons.

 

 

 

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Author: Ganga108

Heat in the Kitchen, Cooking with Spirit. Temple junkie, temple builder, temple cleaner. Lover of life, people, cultures, travel. Champion of growth, change and awareness. Taker of photos. Passionate about family. Happy.

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