I think often of the saying “nature teaches us the beauty of letting go.” I think of this while walking in the woods, looking at all the beautifully dying leaves. I have never seen this beauty before, no, not like this. Not in this way.
Fall has always been my favorite season, and I think now, why?
It’s the season of transitions, of letting go. Allowing parts of ourselves to die; so they may blossom into something more beautiful than before. I’m in awe of the lessons mother shows us. We must let go, we must live in the darkest snowiest parts of ourselves so when we thaw we become more beautiful than ever. Radiating everything we are.