Swept into the rabbit hole of seasons
Two nights ago, when taking Koda outside one last time for the night, I was on my phone playing a game when a scent of fall hit me. The burning of wood fires in stoves and furnaces, the crisp air enveloping the leaves, urging them to fall so they may at last feel the movement without a tether. I was so swept up in the scent and moment, my eyes closed and my legs moving further into the world that I had unconsciously drifted into. My legs didn’t take me that far, just to the middle of the driveway. My arms extended outward, as to allow the energy of the moment to encapsulate me, breathing new air into me.
The feeling was so delicious that time passed without a thought. Just myself standing in the middle of my driveway fully enjoying the moment that swept me into another timeless place.
Finally, last evening I was able to make a soup that I have never made before, but yet was craving the taste. Delicata squash with roasted garlicky-chickpea soup and a couple of slices of parmesean herb & garlic bread. It hit a spot in my soul that I didn’t know I was missing. While making the soup I had to crush some peppercorn in my mortar and pestle, which made me feel as if my ancestors were coming through. There is just something about using the mortar and pestle that feels extremely familiar and enjoyable. Maybe I was feeling the familiarity from back in another life. Fast forward to this morning, when I awoke. Looking out the window, I saw the fogginess of the day and glee filled me inside. The blanket of clouds on the town brought almost a sense of harmless spookiness to the air. Soon the air of witches, ghouls and goblins will be around us. Imagination is superb at it’s finest. Welcoming fall wasn’t something I have been wanting to grasp this year, but maybe I have been subconsciously fighting it. Shorter days now are on their way and even though it’s coming I want to push pause once again to lengthen fall. I know the outcome will not change no matter how hard I try to not let time pass. Colder days are coming and I will enjoy the warmer days as much as I can. Instead of fighting the movement that is bound to happen, I should just accept the time of the year and spend my days getting wrapped up in the scent of what was and what is to come. Maybe I should focus more on getting swept up in the moments that make my soul happy.
“The secret of health for both mind and body is not to mourn for the past, worry about the future, or anticipate troubles, but to live in the present moment wisely and earnestly.” – Buddha
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