“The cat puts her nose to the air…fall is coming. She instinctively knows it’s time to hunker down.“
KT Cat Paws
I have found that Autumn Leaves lessons, the season of changing leaves.
I love the smell of fall; the crisp autumn air, the smell of fires, pumpkins, and spices. I love watching the leaves fall off the tree and spiral to the ground bringing a blanket of golden colors. It is magical in it’s making. It reminds us how nature can be so beautiful yet so tragic at the same time.
It is the time of year when you really smell the earth. You get a sense of the change. I connect my paws to the earth and it is different. The grass is not as soft, the leaves crunch below. I feel her, the earth, as she gets ready for deep slumber as we move slowly into winter.
Fall is the harvest time.
The time when we take in the last of the vegetables, we see the brilliance of the last of the flowers in their rich auburn hues. As a society we get ready to curl up with blankets, stories to reflect and warm cider to heat the fires within. We become hearth like as we stretch our paws and warm our belly by the fires.
We enjoy the fall winds that entice our noses with deep rich flavor.
We enjoy cool evening and warm days as we get pulled outside for a few last strolls before we hunker down for the upcoming season.
We become awed by the brilliant colors. The leaves in their golden yellow, deep browns, and blazing red as they are a reminder of the symbolic “blood” the tree must shed; the death of the leaves that spiral to their resting place to line our pathways, streets and cover the last remaining green of our lawns. Our leaves have purpose; but many rake away their essence, raking in what is meant to be.
Our leaves will soon decay; to feed and warm our earth. It is a symbolic cocooning until the ‘wake-up’ in the spring. The life cycle repeats in its natural cyclical fashion. Birth-life-death. Repeat.
The cycle repeats in many aspects of our life too.
- When one door closes, another opens.
- We open our heart to change; it is the death of the old and the beginning of something new.
- We realize the flowers and plants must wilt and die for new growth in the spring.
That this is all natural, the way it is.
“All that lives, must die.”
-Shakespeare
When we flow with natures cycle, it becomes the ultimate dance of life. Life is not against us when it wilts away, it is just making room for something new; a beginning with hope in the heart.
As we spiral around this ultimate life wheel, we can find an opportunity for a deeper understanding…of the mystery of life.
Autumn Peace, warm Hugs & purrs!
KT
