Intermittent Letting Go

I span the tree line where the sun is shining and search for the rain I hear falling only to see an ocean of leaves falling a barrel at a time. As if Mother Tree asked wind to “please sweep the corner of this branch”. Oh, and now please sweep this one”. Emptying her branches with a sculptor’s grace, balancing color in Air and on Earth.

A musical rift of As above so below...

It felt sooo goood watching leaves falling in rhythm with sounds of caressing edges in a last embrace.

Intermittent letting go of this season’s passions, growth, progress... Sounds so calming and reassuring that nothing left behind is needed right now to obstruct the openness birthing my soul.

In fact every time I sit in my chair beside the camper another wave of leaves gently fall in the middle of the road reminding me to softly release feelings of failures turned opportunities’ jumping up to just____; even pride obscures next season’s vision... yes even next season’s vision isn’t fully dressed to enter my inner landscape.

Can I please just enjoy this season’s finale??? Intermittent letting go .... softly creates so much space...

Listen to your leaves falling when you can...