It’s that time of year. Yesterday was a clear, crisp autumn day with amazing light. We spent most fo it outside: a long walk, greeting the many others who were doing the same. Then time in the garden, working and playing. It was one of those lovely full days when things unfold with ease.
This morning, it’s a mist-out.
A few years ago, I developed a new found appreciation of autumn when I realised it’s the season which represents trust.
You can see what’s up close but not what lies further away.
Sky and land are joined together. There’s no horizon to navigate by.
The outline of the trees are still there though: ghostly but definitely there.
You know the mist will lift but right now you can only be certain of what lies immediately in front of you.
I’ve also come to see autumn as the season which represents the peri-menopause.
All is falling away. There are days when you have no idea where you’re headed, or why you’re doing what you’re doing. You put one foot in front of the other and trust that at some point there’ll be a bright day and you’ll have some clarity…before you wake up the next day and all is grey again.
What to do on a misty day? Let go of your long term view. Deal with what’s right in front of you.
Allow this to be your opportunity to practice being in the present moment.
Thank you mist for reminding me to trust.
How you will embrace the mist for yourself, dear reader?
Love, Arlene x
Let’s flourish together!