With the visual glories of autumn, the living is hidden within the dying. A pondering about this season of paradox and the "the endless interplay of living and dying" we all must embrace.
The metaphors we use matter. Parker Palmer claims the metaphor of seasons to gently remind us that we're not in charge, that we're not alone, that it's possible to transform and be transformed in this world.
Rilke follows the course of change through seasons and captures the loneliness of uncertainty in everyday life. Includes Joanna Macy's brilliant reading of "Onto a Vast Plain."
A long, prosperous winter is coming to pass. The spring thaw is upon us in Minnesota. And, it feels so necessary. But, it’s not without some remorse, especially when taking in the shocking beauty of Minnehaha Falls captured in such exquisite light. The creek is now assuming its dutiful labor, the water wresting and freeing itself from its dormant state.
A big thanks to Al Gage for capturing this bit of nature!
Winter has already taken root here in Minneapolis, but I haven’t let go of autumn yet. So I just couldn’t resist reblogging a small portion of this wonderful series of autumn photos by Jamie on her From Me to You blog, which she introduced with the caption: “As November slips away the last leaves fall on Central Park West making way for the winter air and snow filled trees…”
Be sure and view Jamie’s complete fall photo series on her site.