To every thing there is a season,a time to every purpose under the heaven:A time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant and a time to pluck up that which is planted;
A time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up;
A time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance;
A time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together; a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;
I love this time of year: Autumn... rooted in this time of year is the visual changes, the turbulence of color in nature colliding in our world. Yet, at times we have the Autumns of our lives... this is definitely of the seasons of my life, right now.
Maybe because I did yoga for so long, and still love a good practice that sometimes reminds us of just how even when the wind blows we can be still in life....
Sometimes, I just have this inward sense or feeling when life is going to change.... and sometimes it just comes in the least expected ways... Sometimes when these new opportunities arise it feelings like a tornado, picking up ideas here and dumping thoughts there... not knowing what to do or what choices to make...
I am not what I would call a quick decision maker, but in some aspects I can be. Often I need to talk through ideas about the decision... and then make it, and confirm that is the direction I should go. And move...
Literally, this is what I have been doing the last three weeks, and life is making some great changes... Career changes, town of residence changes, thus roommate changes... But ever since the decision was made, and I talked out my idea, I was able to feel the peace and calm after the storm of new opportunities and ideas. Despite all of the unknowns for me. These include hours I am officially working, where I am living, with whom I am living, when I am moving... The only thing is... I do not feel like I am leaving.Yes, all my stuff needs to be packed up into boxes, and I need to 'say good-bye'.... yet that is one thing I do not do.... good bye sounds so final, with an ending... I can not stand that... Driving back to this valley as I looked over it last night, I know I will miss it, the beauties, and especially including all of it's people.... One thing I have repetitively been blessed with through out my life is meeting amazing individuals... I prefer the, "till next time"... You, my Cache Valley friends, I will miss the hikes, the walks, the volleyball, the climbing, the late night chats... thank you for the colors you have contributed to the portrait of my first opportunity of living in Cache Valley, each experience, a stroke on that picture, changed for the better because of you...
Part of me has been resisting this experience, while other parts of me are jumping head first, with faith I have had to dig out of my entire soul. But faith is a principle of action.... so here goes...
Last weekend I, went camping, and I needed it. Although it rained a good portion of the time, it was nice to be within nature with easy going friends who just went here and there, it was the right combination of spontaneity, and structure... and so beautiful.... I love this time of year, and the beauties surrounded us... from double rain bows to fast moving fog.... I love the peace that comes from being outdoors. So take a moment... pause in the beauty of the turbulence, and embrace it, weather you are moving like the quaking aspen, or still as a rock...