"When the birches in the hollow turned as golden as sunshine and the maples behind the orchard were royal crimson and the wild cherry trees along the lane put on the loveliest shades of dark red and bronzy green, while the fields sunned themselves in aftermaths, Anne from Anne of Green Gables exclaimed on one Saturday morning, "I am so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers. Look at these maple branches. Don't they give you a thrill--several thrills?".
Ah, Lucy Maud Montgomery, you are absolutely right, October is a beautiful month in Canada, filled with colours, magical light, harvest abundance and all the simple pleasures one's heart needs. I love Autumn. I really do! The quiet gracious dance of the falling leaves gives me a thrill every time I witness their movements - they seem as alive in their ending as I feel alive right now. My soul is ready to welcome fall in.
There were some days, some tasks this season that seemed like big insurmountable mountains to climb. I have experienced great disappointment in confronting unfair decisions, bureaucratic barriers, and confusing and unclear procedures... There were sadness and hopelessness and suffering... But in the mist of all this, there is learning, transformation and growth.
Challenges and heartaches can bring affirmations of unexpected depth, a healthy sense of vulnerability, knowing that life is both hard and good, beautiful and ugly, hurtful and healing. Being alive and living life means showing up not only for the pleasant moments, but staying open for the inevitable difficulties and losses as well, because... it will change; nothing is permanent. By its very nature, life means change and we can not always control the reality. The only thing that depends on us is how we react to it - our attitude. Finding fulfilment in life, I believe, comes from cultivating and nurturing our acceptance and open attentiveness to the full spectrum of life, our ability to embrace with grace and gratitude joy and sorrow, fear and courage, darkness and light, indifference and kindness, bad and good moments. No challenges should prevent us from our strive towards beauty, truth and freedom; they only teach us how to be less naive, more thoughtful, stronger and resilient when we meet them next time.
This perfect October morning, I found myself walking down the pathway quickly pulling the dog. Nature has already painted everything in copper, dark red and gold. Leaves were slowly floating on the water's surface. With all the worries that had occupied the back of my mind, I failed to experience the glamorous autumn landscape. When... suddenly, a big orange-brownish butterfly appeared in front of my face. While circling in the air, its subtle autumn colours blended with the pretty falling leaves from the trees. The monarch butterfly was involved in a very gentle beautiful dance while occasionally returning to me. By performing its pirouettes, the butterfly was seeking my attention. It was this moment, when nothing else in the world matters, the universe was collaborating with me again. It was a silent private conversation between me and the monarch butterfly who was probably having its last autumn dance before migrating thousands of kilometres from our city to the hibernation site in Mexico. She wanted me to know something. She wanted to gift me with the most caring, warm and assuring HUG of the universe. "You are alive, Sylvia! You are healthy. You are loved. You are a fighter for light. You are OK! Let it go and breathe into your faith of goodness in life. Dance with the leaves!"
Coming back home, I diced fresh-picked apples from the orchard. I put them into a dough and gently kneaded it with my floured hands. I formed wedges and put them into the oven. The room was concurred by the smell of baked apples and cinnamon. I made coffee. I sat on the sofa. I gulped down a sip of the hot reviving brew and took a big bite from the buttery flakey warm apple honey scone.... and said to myself "I am so glad I LIVE in a world where there is Autumn!"
Challenges and heartaches can bring affirmations of unexpected depth, a healthy sense of vulnerability, knowing that life is both hard and good, beautiful and ugly, hurtful and healing. Being alive and living life means showing up not only for the pleasant moments, but staying open for the inevitable difficulties and losses as well, because... it will change; nothing is permanent. By its very nature, life means change and we can not always control the reality. The only thing that depends on us is how we react to it - our attitude. Finding fulfilment in life, I believe, comes from cultivating and nurturing our acceptance and open attentiveness to the full spectrum of life, our ability to embrace with grace and gratitude joy and sorrow, fear and courage, darkness and light, indifference and kindness, bad and good moments. No challenges should prevent us from our strive towards beauty, truth and freedom; they only teach us how to be less naive, more thoughtful, stronger and resilient when we meet them next time.
This perfect October morning, I found myself walking down the pathway quickly pulling the dog. Nature has already painted everything in copper, dark red and gold. Leaves were slowly floating on the water's surface. With all the worries that had occupied the back of my mind, I failed to experience the glamorous autumn landscape. When... suddenly, a big orange-brownish butterfly appeared in front of my face. While circling in the air, its subtle autumn colours blended with the pretty falling leaves from the trees. The monarch butterfly was involved in a very gentle beautiful dance while occasionally returning to me. By performing its pirouettes, the butterfly was seeking my attention. It was this moment, when nothing else in the world matters, the universe was collaborating with me again. It was a silent private conversation between me and the monarch butterfly who was probably having its last autumn dance before migrating thousands of kilometres from our city to the hibernation site in Mexico. She wanted me to know something. She wanted to gift me with the most caring, warm and assuring HUG of the universe. "You are alive, Sylvia! You are healthy. You are loved. You are a fighter for light. You are OK! Let it go and breathe into your faith of goodness in life. Dance with the leaves!"
Coming back home, I diced fresh-picked apples from the orchard. I put them into a dough and gently kneaded it with my floured hands. I formed wedges and put them into the oven. The room was concurred by the smell of baked apples and cinnamon. I made coffee. I sat on the sofa. I gulped down a sip of the hot reviving brew and took a big bite from the buttery flakey warm apple honey scone.... and said to myself "I am so glad I LIVE in a world where there is Autumn!"
Thank you, my dear friends, for your endless support and words of encouragement.
Happy Thanksgiving Day to all of you who will celebrate this weekend!
Beautifully captivating from the first photo, and first word, to the last.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful autumn images & words.
ReplyDeleteWishing you a wonderful Thanksgiving!
So lovely...
ReplyDeleteA beautiful post and stunning photos, Sylvia. Thank you. Happy Thanksgiving blessings to you.
ReplyDeleteDear Sylvia . . . Another beautiful post.
ReplyDeleteI get lost in your photos and thoughts/words.
I'm so happy that that butterfly found its way to your path . . . to help you slow down and notice of Fall's splendors.
And I'm so grateful for the awe-inspiring images that you share with us. I would love your recipe for the Apple Honey Scones.
Have a wonderful Thanksgiving,
Suzanne
SYLVIA!
ReplyDeleteYou are back, and I have missed you terribly. But you have come back for a time with the most luscious photos of YOUR October. Yes, we are on the same wavelength my friend!
I always try to extract something else from a moment or tradition, and like you, I chose to celebrate a traditionally "spooky" month with the hope or rather, PLAY with the idea of the crow.
I think you inspired me to make some scones this weekend. I make a chocolate ginger version and my husband just loves those; I want to warm up the house.
Sylvia, it was lovely to see your comment. I have missed many a blogger these days but to see your kind words reminds me that life does change, people move on, but sometimes, they come back for a time.
Enjoy your time away, here, wherever you choose to put your creativity into action. HUGS!!!!!
A lovely post from beginning to end. I have been facing similar hurdles. I suppose they serve to make the blessings in our life all the sweeter.
ReplyDeleteHello again, beautiful friend and sister! I am so grateful to you for coming by to say hello....my blog hiatus is lasting longer than I would have hoped. Your images are stunning as ever, dear friend.
ReplyDeleteI am sorry that you have been through some challenges lately, but your words of hope and inspiration are a balm for so many of us. You know that I would love to have your book someday! :)
The gift of that magical butterfly...it is important to stay open to those little reminders, those little miracles....beautiful, beautiful post....
I wish for you a most splendid, joyful Autumn, dear Sylvia...
Sending warm hugs and love,
- Irina
Oh gosh! Your breathtakingly gorgeous photos truly captured the essence of fall, with those colors and characteristic symbols. It is definitely my favorite season of all because of the beauty you described so well with your words. Thank you so much for sharing your thoughts! I hope everyone is in the best of health.
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