The golden leaves fall, fearing not the decay of a coming winter.
Death is essential to the renewal of life – All will spring again.
If each in nature can feel this simple rhythm, so can humans too.
Why do we resist? Our fears overshadow the truth of our being.
But the fall leaves know, they show us that we too will green the tree anew.
Eternal Rhythm is from Soul Journey: The Poetry of Life. This post is a nod to All Souls’ Day (also known as The Day of the Dead), celebrated by many this weekend. They say the veil is very thin on Hallowe’en. Certainly I have had my own personal undeniable encounters with spirits who still linger.
Remember the ones you love, yes, but resist becoming trapped by the sorrow of their leaving. Celebrate life, always.
Friends send word that it’s a stellar autumn back home, punctuated with pics of unimaginable flushes of perfect color, ringing against deep blue skies, nudging my heart to impossible yearnings…
For long luxurious walks scented by Nature’s turning, the poignant musk of her full fruition, apricot and crimson ablaze with sunlight, her dazzling glow embracing me, bending my mood and contemplation.
Whoever could feel tired or defeated on such days?
I felt naught but goodness and rightness on these halcyon treks, Nature teaching me the natural way of everything – It is not death, but a tender “see you later”, only to rise up again, transformed in sweet green, bidding me “hello”, begging me to walk and talk of possibilities, plans, the rebirth of everything, including me.
But just for awhile, how my heart longs to stroll once again ‘neath that crimson.
Posting Crimson Reverie has become an autumn tradition for me. It’s a nod to home and its beauty, my love of nature and its rhythms, family and friends who I miss deeply, so much that I hold dear in my heart. It’s life.
That round evil man with his shallow pretty face leers from my wall. Cruelly and incessantly, he chips away at my life with his sharp little pick-axe.
Tick-tock, tick-tock.
My days mete out in an endless dribble of tasks and responsibilities, and he watches me. Be on time, get it right! Get up again, do it again. and again, and again, and again.
Tick-tock, tick-tock.
I thought he was my friend that insidious little man, Mom said he was! Just dress for success, always be on time, and your life will be right.
Tick-tock, tick-tock.
Then one day I woke up and my life felt all wrong. Where are my dreams you cunning little man? You stole them while I toiled to your
Tick-tock, tick-tock.
Oh poacher of my hours! Is there time for me? Still hope for me? The Me you took while I played by the rules, always obeying time.
And that smug little man with his false pretty face just stares coldly at me from his unfeeling wall. Silent he is, but for the relentless
The current awakening of humanity is an opening of hearts and minds. We are standing on the threshold of a new era, but we must first say no to an old paradigm that in so many ways just isn’t working for us.
To say that this time is important is hugely understating it. Humanity is riding the wave on the cusp of a gargantuan shift in consciousness. Change is a scary proposition and we have a tendency to avoid it at all cost. However, the current global situation has thrown down the gauntlet for you, me, and the rest of humanity. The big question is, will we rise to the occasion and create something better for ourselves?
Take the time to ask questions, and while you’re searching for the answers, listen not only to your head, but also to your heart and your gut. What do you do see around you that is failing? Where will you put your mind to create the new reality?
There is a voice crying to be heard inside of you. It is your own, but it is also connected to all of humanity. Hear its song and feel its pulse. We are all inextricably connected, and your mind is part of a greater whole (humanity) that decides in what direction our world will move. You have more influence in that decision than you might imagine.
And therein lies the crux of the matter. You must imagine.
Inspirational Quotes:
“They say: ‘If a man knew himself, he would know all mankind.’ I say: ‘If a man loved mankind, he would know something of himself.” ~ Khalil Gibran
“All knowledge that the world has ever received comes from the mind; the infinite library of the universe is in our own mind.” ~ Swami Vivekananda
“Doesn’t it seem to you,” asked Madame Bovary, “that the mind moves more freely in the presence of that boundless expanse, that the sight of it elevates the soul and gives rise to thoughts of the infinite and the ideal?” ~ Gustave Flaubert
“Push yourself to do more and to experience more. Harness your energy to start expanding your dreams. Yes, expand your dreams. Don’t accept a life of mediocrity when you hold such infinite potential within the fortress of your mind. Dare to tap into your greatness.” ~ Robin S. Sharma
“One love, one heart, one destiny.” ~ Robert Marley
Everything fades to dust eventually, the wheels of progress turn inevitably.
The elders of the tribe woefully, remember times not lived respectfully.
History hides secrets illicitly, of the big lessons doled cruelly.
The past is only known truthfully, by the ones who lived it successfully.
If young people listened graciously, to the old wisdom learned painfully,
together they could build splendidly, a new vision that’s forged lovingly.
Many indigenous cultures believe that under the symbol of the rainbow, humanity will come into balance with one another and the Earth to experience the Golden Age. However, first an alignment with spiritual values, a healing between brothers and sisters, and a renewed reverence and appreciation for the Earth must take place.
There is an ancient theme that runs through many American Native legends that warns of the devastation the European white man would bring to the land. However, the myths also promise that some time in the future, when the devastation (especially as it was wrought upon the native peoples and upon the land itself) was at its worst, spiritually aligned souls among peoples of all colors, peoples of the rainbow, would feel a calling of Spirit and come together to bring things back to proper balance.
These souls, who would do no violence and would work to end violence, would be called the Rainbow Warriors.
Susan L Hart / Author 