I’m Using Fall as a Time to Emotionally Reset
Just outside my window is a hammered copper dancing lady hanging in a beautiful apple tree. Sitting at my desk, I watch her spin in the fall wind, surrounded by light green and blush-pink apples ready to be harvested.She mesmerizes me as she twirls. Shiny copper on one side and patina green on the other, she looks like a graceful ballerina performing a show for me. My mind wanders as I watch the apple tree keeping time with her.There are certain times during the year when we tend to look backward, rehashing the things we didn’t accomplish. Birthdays, the start of a new year, and often the fall when a new school year rolls in with the changing leaves.Fall is a time of change and also of preparing to weather the dark winter. I’m fascinated by fall. The glorious foliage colors, the nip in the air at night, and the promise of warm, savory spices in food and drinks.
What’s interesting, though, is that the glorious fall color happens due to the leaves dying. We only get to see autumn colors because the leaves are lifeless and about to drop to the ground.t’s sometimes perplexing how nature works. The dying of leaves and blossoms is necessary for a beautiful spring bloom. And as the leaves depart, they blaze with vibrant colors that many love.Fall always makes me wonder if there are things within me that need to die and drop to the ground so that spring growth can happen.I have wasted an excessive amount of energy ruminating on my past. If I didn’t know better, I’d say I was hoping to find a better version. Whenever I ask myself why something happened to me, I feel like I’m trying to rewrite my history rather than resigning myself to the unchangeable fact that my past is what it is.
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