I am missing the purity of Spring and the cleansing of technologies and temptations of everyday life.
Before you know it Summers endless heat beats down and seeps in the soul. We move slower but we accomplish more. Swept from everyday life into the dreamy summertime nights, campfires, bird counts, and off the beaten path discoveries.
And slowly Fall creeps in and a strong wind knocks down all the leaves and scatters the critters. Fall is a time of release and inhabiting the soul. Indoor activities, projects past are now reinstated, and the darkness of winter is knocking on the door.
I am feeling the change in seasons and the change internally. A struggle to let go and a struggle to maintain the freedom of summertime.
